No Boundaries We ran, breathless to the forests' full shadowed beauty. Reached trancelike lips toward lips no trace of breath to break the magic. Pungent crackling leaves encircled lingering little limbs

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Big Greeting to all you Steemians! After a mere week of lurking and enjoying my pilgrimage here, silently and hopefully searching for value: I have seen so much beauty and honesty, humor and irreverence