On this day, another quiet day of little contact, I count
what has happened: a young person came and fixed
my ceilings well
At a price I thought very good. Whew, a bit of beauty there!
I am grateful to receive it, otherwise, for all that sweetness
I am alone.
A state I must need to accept and consider with love and passion.
For it is what is now and I can't be blinded to not consider how
now life is.
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