For life and abundance

We don't have time to think about metaphysics

Like a room with doors and windows closed

Books, photo albums, silk

Put it in a place where it can't fall into the dust

Good to start with

in time

It becomes damp, moldy, faded, blurred, decayed

And life lets us

Sickness, injury, miss

We can't go back

You can only face it

Pray for the wind and light to come

Don't let the situation get serious.

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