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Monday, 8 September 2014

Always born anew

The quiet end of summer.
The air of dawn permeating.

New life.
It is always born
afresh and anew,

depending on
how we act,
what we think,
what we say. 

Relax and
with comfort, 

things to do, 

don’t do 
things not to do. 

Here and now, a starting point
where everything begins. 

A start is an arrival point.