stories left behind . anonymously, take on . a life of their own
relax a moment . if something is important . it will still be there
a small barrier . without an explanation . is often enough
moving from flower . to flower, the bee carries . the secret to life
small ripples betray . the serenity portrayed . by the lake’s surface
it wasn’t weakness . the tree wore down over time . the branch had to break
knowing they can fly . pigeons spend most of the day . standing on the ground
around the corner . there is the unexpected . and the world expands
few things give comfort . the same as a gathering . of like minded souls
words are important . but too many are needed . to describe feelings
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