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This one feels like standing on the platform after the bag is down
Good morning Frankfurt
I wasn’t choosing anymore. I was maintaining.
Soon, the landscape grew teeth. The Alps rose up.
One rainy day out of fourteen. Sion, Switzerland.
Trading the Known for the Unknown
A Small Hour Clarity – Poetic Reflection
Happy Holidays
Grand gestures are rare. Little moments are constant.
Good Morning Sion
There are nights when life refuses to answer us.
not an ending, but a harmonious pause

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