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Touch Of Purple
Sometimes, there's a connection between species quite diverse, happening often without sound nor fanfare. It's in the mind, the heart, those places deep within, where the experience of something quite new causes a warm glow and a renewed faith in life and existence. She now knows the land is full of life, where once she tread over grasses and mosses, crushing small flowers and fungi beneath innocent feet, taking for granted these forms that spread over most soils. She walks more easily now, but not frozen in fear of causing harm. Grasses, alas, prosper under hoof and claw and feeding mouth. No......she now is only aware of the life beneath her feet, taking flowers offered to her......then offering them in return to another.
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