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Ripples

The water just ripples as I pass. Branches, still bare, sway quietly in my wake, their cool, hard arms beckoning me onward. The sky an uninterrupted barren blue, intersected by not one single wisp of cloud. 447 more words

Contemplative

The Cross

“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.” 8 more words

The One Factor: Fudge Urban Root Powder

At Beauty Higher we constantly have new items crossing our desks and are always on the hunt for the subsequent ideal factor. “The One Thing” is our way of sharing with you that need to-have solution that you need to introduce to your lives proper now, no matter whether it is from a drugs… … 7 more words

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