When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees?
The trees and the mountains leaning towards the ocean in the distance.
When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees?
The trees and the mountains leaning towards the ocean in the distance.
Where the essence of life experiences rhymes into poems, or flows in prose!
I do not TRUST, I BELIEVE. 😄
Where the aftertaste of your feelings last
"Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself" | Creative Thinker & Avid Learner | My principal in life is to always be unique & be yourself :)
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