2018 comes to an end. Once it ends, it begins again.
Just as the solstice that approaches, from darkness to light we transcend.
Awake with each new day growing brighter and brighter until we enjoy the full glory of the sun.
And then, it shall dim again. The circle of life forever waxing and waning. Each day, each month, each season, each year. Blooming and fading.
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Sunshinefalling (
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A fine write S.
Thanks
Blloming and fading, this cycle resonates through all that lives.
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