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Early Summer Breeze

cosmic journey

She touched me, the early summer breeze wafting across my bare shoulders, cupping my ruddy cheeks with her gentle fingers. She touched me, the early summer breeze coming from sunshine to shadow from outside to inside till she wrapped me in her memories. Her touch was silence, filling me with grace and gratitude, filling me with her solitude teeming with life.

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Carlos carefully flicked the squeegee, removing the last drop of dirty water from the stores front window, he smiled and turned to breathe in the fresh morning air filling his lungs with the cities pulse, he crossed himself and opened his store. “Wash the windows everyday Carlos” his father had told him, “do this and …

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