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Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf (Rabindranath Tagore)

A beautiful morning. I enjoyed the beauty of the morning in front of my house. The smell of morning dew still felt sharp on the nose. Birds chirping. Perched on a tree. My eyes were drawn to it. I approached the bird. I wanted to capture the moment. But the bird flew when I approached. I feel disappointed.

I nearly lost a beautiful morning.

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But .......

Behind the trunk of the tree, I saw an insect. The insect was walking on a tree branch. I looked closely, there were a few drops of dew on his body. I captured the moment.

How beautiful the morning dew!!!

Morning dew, comes out so fresh and new, it sparkles with joy, upon the leaves .... (pieces of poetry by Alex Fischer)

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