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![]() Sculpted from a moment in time I stare at the picture intently. A beautiful woman who’s at my side and holds my heart ever gently. The image releases a rush of peace in my heart, for I’ve found what I’m seeking. Someone who knows the depths of my soul without need for explaining or speaking. We’re just starting off on the journey of life. We’re guided by dreams that we share. Time has a way of wearing them down; these memories will always be there. Standing, like statues, caught in a flash, they mark only moments now captured. They serve as reminders of how we feel together with our hearts enraptured. Notes Prompt: "rush of peace" Thank you for reading my words... Please take a moment and leave a comment... criticisms, reactions, "attaboys".. all are equally welcome Ken
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