Dear Butterfly (May I call you that?), I am energized by looking at the image of the horizon that you see every morning here in Atlanta. Since I know you are very busy taking many courses, I am so surprised that you are like the morning you describe here--but then you are such a baby, sort of like your words: "Birth shines like a morning."
Dear Butterfly (May I call you that?), I am energized by looking at the image of the horizon that you see every morning here in Atlanta. Since I know you are very busy taking many courses, I am so surprised that you are like the morning you describe here--but then you are such a baby, sort of like your words: "Birth shines like a morning."
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