Yearning for a different time, a distant place, a new circumstance, breeds disgruntlement. It prevents us from the thrill, the gifts offered in this present moment. But they are there.
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Three souls embodied by life's mysteries. Unraveling it's meaning as one mind and one heart.
Yearning for a different time, a distant place, a new circumstance, breeds disgruntlement. It prevents us from the thrill, the gifts offered in this present moment. But they are there.
Labels: Angel Whispers, by ThinkerArian
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