Fog, still.
The way forward is obscured by thick fog. But my heart lifts at the red tips of new growth.
My heart might be bruised, but it will recover and become capable of seeing beauty of life once more.
(Paulo Coelho)
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The way forward is obscured by thick fog. But my heart lifts at the red tips of new growth.
My heart might be bruised, but it will recover and become capable of seeing beauty of life once more.
(Paulo Coelho)