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looking out the window

If you seem lonely clear skies turning stormy. This is me missing you. Life without my lovely daughter Chevon - Life without my beautiful Desi girl - James House - This is me missing you

A river flows in the mist. like a river, nature flows ever onwards, even the nature of the flow changes. ‘We both step and do not step in the same rivers. We are and are not’ - Heraclitus of Ephesus