Pathways of life shimmer and shine before me like glittering diamonds
waiting to be mined and made into something brilliantly creative, walk-
ing along sandy shores picking up these gems, sometimes looking at them
from every angle.
Finding their essence opening up and spilling out upon this poetical
mind, wanting to also be made into something no one has ever seen be-
fore, genuine and surprising, gaining ground with the sparkling waters
of imagination.
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