Summer. Wet.
Many things are coming together.
Some expected.
Some not. Such a delicate pairing.
Almost separate but not.
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Summer. Wet.
Many things are coming together.
Some expected.
Some not. Such a delicate pairing.
Almost separate but not.
If the path before you is clear,
you are probably on
someone else's.
-Carl Jung