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Living is delicate
fragile
it flashes along
we miss true beauty
we’re enveloped
attention to distractions
Breathing since birth
forgetting how special
every single one is
we take it for granted
not ever looking back
Miracles
all of us
the good
bad
lonely
the sad
Stars
sattelites
sea storms
sun-light
sight
soundwaves
snuggles…
-Erals R. DeLaO
