2016 September
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We sit in the same room with strangers then we walk away. I bet some could have become a good friend.
Travel light
no words
There is night, day, and night again until we die and after we die.
Can a Buddhist be a competitive swimmer? I should be the best. Better than the rest.
Day dreaming while studying
This is how I feel when I meet with salty water
I fly today. Tomorrow I am on the carpet.
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