7: May 31, 2025 May: tide pools and blooming flowers and goodbyes and hellos and the memories of 30 years hence and words on pages after pages. Worries about the world and joys with friends. So much love, such an abundance of love. Time falling upon itself. A forever-long log reaching the sea. A thousand, million, countless wishes for peace. For this whole, whole planet.
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