Jan24

the magic.

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walking in the icy freezy slushy mess and finding this

 

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‘the magic is in the mess.’

-brene brown

 

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  6. Once upon a time, while the moon was sweeping
    Just after the ice age had ceased creeping
    And when the world’s sky had stopped weeping
    Mother Nature always had time for her housekeeping
    And would never leave “love” under the snow, sleeping

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