that count their lives by minutes and hours
as in their gentle radiance,
wondering if it all makes sense
be thankful for each breath
you take
because one day it is
the last that you will make
be thankful that in what seems chaos
and disorder,
there really is reason not just
a random marauder
be thankful that you can feel
and ideate
no need to look further,
photo taken by my trusty blackberry
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