“The changing season, with its blossoming buds, reminds me of the positivity that tomorrow brings.”
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Whispers From Nature
In the quiet chambers of my soul, I carried storms no one could hold. Smiled through wounds, walked through fire, Burning softly with hidd...
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In the world of fuss, nothing lasts. In the world of dreams, happiness is pursued. In the world of myths, facts are created. In the world of... -
Meditation (Reflections on Family, Friends, Work & the Philosophical Mind) I wanted self, free— Free of all chores, Free of the ties of ... -
YOU AND ME Some people you meet at work quietly become a part of your life. You may reach out to them during your most stressful or even dep...
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