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It's okay.
Two words whose subtle existence make a pause to jaded mind, a phrase that lies beyond its own meaning.
The period of life's changing seasons. A mark of uncertain and the start of change.
Connecting lives with a delicate pause. A breather for the soul.
A lifeline. A catalyst for brand new experience.
A timeless melody of comfort. A soft whisper that cradles like a gentle lullaby. One who carries the weight of countless tears being wiped away and is hidden to everybody.
Resilience. A strength to find new beacon of hope to look upon each day. The golden ray in the midst of turbulent seas.
A refuge to the weary souls.
© aubby.krrn
Two words whose subtle existence make a pause to jaded mind, a phrase that lies beyond its own meaning.
The period of life's changing seasons. A mark of uncertain and the start of change.
Connecting lives with a delicate pause. A breather for the soul.
A lifeline. A catalyst for brand new experience.
A timeless melody of comfort. A soft whisper that cradles like a gentle lullaby. One who carries the weight of countless tears being wiped away and is hidden to everybody.
Resilience. A strength to find new beacon of hope to look upon each day. The golden ray in the midst of turbulent seas.
A refuge to the weary souls.
© aubby.krrn