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To me, it is so beautiful to picture magnolias being adored by dinosaurs. This is the Jurassic Age. We often portray these beasts as violent and aggressive. It's refreshingly acute to seek the grace in what was a very Darwinesque epoch. Tonight, I listen to Cousin by Wilco. I feel as though we are all connected no matter if we are supported by four legs or two. Little voices, I hope you compose artful messages in the midnight sky. Thanks. It's been a pleasure to witness your growth and maturation. See you next week or so. Perhaps I will be inspired to delve into the Autumn stars.

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and yours. i always love to see your Words waiting.

four legs. two legs. one heart.

i hope you come upon some magnolias today. even if only in your own imagination. x

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"but the words were a flock of birds—i went to touch them and they scattered." - such a gorgeous image. You should write a bit more about yourself, little voice. This was a lovely post.

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thank you, little voice. perhaps i will. <3 with love.

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💞

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Sep 29, 2023·edited Sep 29, 2023Liked by ars poetica

-- “because it is threading me through with the birdsong of yesterday, today, and tomorrow—” These words have brought me back to my own inner feelings. Thank you! Xo.

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they had never left you. i'm glad you're back home. <3

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