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Life is a work of art.
I got saved by the beauty of the world. - Mary Oliver
A little glimmer of light through the trees. A soft, furry dog that looks like he’s smiling (people say dogs don’t smile. I disagree). A trickle or water running through a field. A kind word from a stranger. The soft and subtle shades of pink that light up the night sky. Somehow, despite all of its heartbreak, I am always saved by the beauty of the world.
A little glimmer of light through the trees. A soft, furry dog that looks like he’s smiling (people say dogs don’t smile. I disagree). A trickle or water running through a field. A kind word from a stranger. The soft and subtle shades of pink that light up the night sky. Somehow, despite all of its heartbreak, I am always saved by the beauty of the world.
Trying to decide between the weeping cherry tree or a japanese maple. I think the cherry tree has spoken.
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