It's been beautiful, sitting on this side of the fence with no shortage of anticipation for the coming and passing of the grand year. As with every year she is to birth us, we tremble at the thought and revel in the excitement of her seemingly infinite possibilities; weightless, timeless and breathless.
This is goodbye, love. Will I ever see you again?
This is goodbye, love. Will I ever see you again?
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