With small gasps of thanks. Small may be all I have,
Small step, breathe.
It is a start days when a breath feels an eternity,
A step breaches canyons and the caring of others?
Bittersweet when compared.
But what a sweet small kindness is the caring of others.
And how important are not small kindness given to each of
Us, small beings?
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