A lightscape, a memory of love. Colours refresh the soul and rewind time to a better place. A warm hearth, a never ending heartbeat. A Quickening, a rush. It fades to black, once more.
to me what this is saying the littlest bought of happiness/littlest thing can bring happeness to the sadness. I completely agree because when I hear a success story from a patient or I get a compliment from a patient, all the bad feedback or mean ones fade away from my mind. ❤ this
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Did you know that sunsets are loved because they vanish?
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A lightscape, a memory of love. Colours refresh the soul and rewind time to a better place. A warm hearth, a never ending heartbeat. A Quickening, a rush. It fades to black, once more.
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to me what this is saying the littlest bought of happiness/littlest thing can bring happeness to the sadness. I completely agree because when I hear a success story from a patient or I get a compliment from a patient, all the bad feedback or mean ones fade away from my mind. ❤ this
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