Yes.

Living

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"Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering - because you can't take it in all at once."

-Audrey Hepburn

"Secret Bits and Pieces"- A Poem

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I am scraps of ornate paper lace flung into a smooth creek bed. 
The bits and pieces of me float along,  
Whispering to the soft croaks of frogs. 
The sun shines against the white thin sheets of the secrets. 
Written in small gentle script, they don’t know where they are going, or even where they’ve been. 
All they need is to exist in harmony with the silky water 
Flowing over my human hands. 
Nobody knows of their life except me,  
And the little creatures who hide under the rustling leaves.

"I put a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep, I wrote in the dark. "

~Henry David Thoreau