I am touching my skin- an intimate gesture. They are one; feeling my chest is feeling my hands. It's a wraparound embrace. Have you seen a forest? It's so dense, with greens and wood. They may look different, but they are one. Nature, that's what it is. Nurture, that's what it does. Growth is all in the flight, but remember; no matter how far the travel, the heart lands home, some day, one day, today.
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