Unfiltered Rhapsody

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life is an unfiltered rhapsody of shifting seasons each note playing softly like the sea flirting with the shore. I feel the warmth of his body next to mine the velvet friction the chemistry as we breathe in the sepia of yesterday we roll in the amber of tomorrow though we try to set the world on pause to feel nothing but today.I want to believe that we live for the moment, but how can we not race with the

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passage of time our hearts beating our heads spinning past the weeds and the pumpkin spice and the cottontails of the rummaged field to realize that it is a mere hiccup from summer to crisp fresh air that sustains us. I want to believe the brass will not rust and the ash will not turn to dust and this is where we can stumble and fall in love. Again.© Connie Song 2022. All Rights Reserved.</article></body>

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My life is an unfiltered rhapsody of shifting seasons each note playing softly like the sea flirting with the shore. I feel the warmth of his body next to mine the velvet friction the chemistry as we breathe in the sepia of yesterday we roll in the amber of tomorrow though we try to set the world on pause to feel nothing but today.

I want to believe that we live for the moment, but how can we not race with the passage of time our hearts beating our heads spinning past the weeds and the pumpkin spice and the cottontails of the rummaged field to realize that it is a mere hiccup from summer to crisp fresh air that sustains us. I want to believe the brass will not rust and the ash will not turn to dust and this is where we can stumble and fall in love. Again.