There
In the space between thoughts and clouds... In the moments between a breath and the sigh of flowers...
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Listen
Sometimes we need someone to listen to us and know why we are how we are, what has hurt us, and what has damaged us. And they don't offer solutions or judge but just listen. They hear your voice quiver and crack, at the saying of someone's name, and they listen. Just taking in, like a sponge. And that's all we need.
All this
No matter what, the world keeps spinning and people keep meeting in huddles and pockets and little gaps in-between spaces.