The Quiet Gone
The busy world mutes the bird's song. Though it sings, freedom and beauty lost, our children will know it not.
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Our current perspective, in this very moment, is altered by everything we've ever experienced up til now, what happened years ago and what happened moments ago, and the accompanying thoughts. We are forever changing.
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