Patience
Patience. It’s all right now. Don’t worry too much. Don’t hush your live away my dear heart. Come sit with me. Let us listen to the wind brush through the leaves and let us watch the crackling red sky wave the world good night. Look how gentle the birds hang in the air. There, behind the last trees before the horizon cuts the day in half. Don’t you sometimes wish to be like them? Flickering through the clouds, weightlessly floating. I do.
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