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DAYTIME IN A WINK (OR BLINK)

Daytime. Quick winter sun climb. Quick night fall. If we’re to seize the day at all, we must embrace, and maybe kiss it– attend to it as a small babe that needs our love. . . for yea, indeed, if … Continue reading

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