Exploration

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For last year’s words belong to last year’s language/And next year’s words await another voice. -T.S. Eliot

When I’m not sure if or what I believe, the sky and the stars tell me. I’m a dust speck. I’m a tiny piece of something much, much greater.

#100happydays #day64

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