she was like the book
that was on the table
meant to be read
but somehow, instead
the pages were only glanced at
the secrets were hidden
the treasures yet to be discovered
isn’t that such a shame?
to have it all
within reach
yet never open
the cover?
👣❤️ Jeanna’ Mead
2.8.21. 5 36 a.m
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I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.
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