fragrance of a new day; stars leave, am staring at Light, how it is never held except..
to grow trees…life. I go back out where I see the aroma of Light.

Oil. ESSENCE. RN
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Day: Dec 3, 2022
fragrance of a new day; stars leave, am staring at Light, how it is never held except..
to grow trees…life. I go back out where I see the aroma of Light.
Oil. ESSENCE. RN
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