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Daily Archives: January 10, 2003
Listening
There is, deep under the dull roar of life, beneath the mad world’s wild cacophony, hidden in between the rhythmic heartbeats of progress, ever advancing onward, a small quiet voice that softly whispers, so fragile that even a feather breeze … Continue reading →