a small stone

...picked up on a long walk and carried home in your pocket

Tuesday, April 21

In the graveyard

He sits and drinks strong cider, speeding his journey from above ground to underneath.

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Writing a small stone every day helps me to pay proper attention to the world. Join me. Satya Robyn

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