Slow

William Hromada

Want to take it slow, let the moments creep, like dawn easing over the hills-no rush, no leap. A quiet walk where words don't weigh a ton, just breath, just us, till trust feels like fun.

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  • sorenbarrett

    Very nice a most relaxing read that smooths out the troubles of a rushed world into the gradual unfolding of nature. a fave

  • notapoet

    Excellent write, enjoyed it very much.



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