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handwriter

handwriter

Norway

May 2, 2013

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09:26 AM May 02 2013

handwriter

handwriter
Norway

This morning was as though I had consciously breathed for the first time -- a new awakening, and that the lungs of my soul were gloriously filled with the sweet scent of you – as the budding of spring tulips being filled with life for the first time - being filled with a divine breathing -- a breathing waking up a new existence of beauty and sweet fragrance.