Saying bye to an old friend made me swing between my addiction to the old and desire for a new future. Would I trade my addiction to the old for the joy of a new future?
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I want to live as a bird.
Looking at things from the sky.
Embracing the sky fully.
Feeling there is no limit.
There is only abundance.
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Open your eyes.
Look at the sun.
Watch the trees.
Look in the eyes of an infant.
Gaze at the moon.
Hold the hand of a loved one.
There is beauty everywhere.
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