A grave yard tells of death, it outputs loss into the air. But on a hot summer day you'd be forgiven for thinking it might be considered a beautiful place. A space set apart to honour previous marvellous lives lived with humour and patience. A place to cry of course, but also a place to smile, a place to remember those who filled your live with so much love, pure love.
I'm on a mission to find beauty in everything, to capture wonder instead of being hopeless, to seek the triumph of good in horrid situation. Start seeing things differently.
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