It’s my belief that everything in this world has its own language. We have the ability to open up our ears and minds to anything and everything. That could be someone walking down the street, or it could be the sunshine or the wind. […] Maybe tats why, when I thought about you, I heard whispers in the wind that blew from the other side of the hedge, and I felt it in my bones […]
— Sep 30, 2025 08:06AM
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