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Opening to new experiences as a flower in full bloom. Spreading my arms without shadow, just enjoying the moments of life with my hands in the air. Opening full wide and spinning to other places. Dropping seeds of love and wisdom as I gather rain in my crevices. Winter comes, and I would make a difference to live for Christ before my return.

The Dance of Monterrey (Page V) by Jean Ann Shirey

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