The long day stretched on and on.
Complete peace covered all.
We rested together in ease.
Let the world pass by.
Every year we find happiness.
“Forever is composed of nows.”
Emily Dickinson
“Forever is composed of nows.”
Emily Dickinson
The long day stretched on and on.
Complete peace covered all.
We rested together in ease.
Let the world pass by.
Every year we find happiness.
Compose Tales 
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