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New Day

paramehdawi · May 17, 2022 ·

One: it’s morning, another day, whispering to myself. Once my eyes get caught to the digit one on the calendar, they swiftly stimulate the essence of a new month, a new day, a fresh start in my mind, and it was no longer the other day. My intellect engulfs my heart with the word new; my body vibrates vitality and resonates with love. I marvel that only one figure can have such an immense influence on our vision.

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