Clocks stop. Breaths hold. Life won’t wait. Be bold.

There is no path or secret lane that does not leave me longing to see what lies around the bend, a new sensation or belonging.

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There is no path or secret lane that does not leave me longing to see what lies around the bend, a new sensation or belonging.

Stairs that twist and roads that wind give me a sense of sweet relief, and dreams that breathe possibility bring hope and calm belief.

There is no turn I would not ponder, no path I would fail to cl…