Good morning early risers… insomniacs and young mothers…

The outsiders looking in, the insiders looking out…

The unease of the winner. The joy of those who create for creation’s sake.

The baubles and bangles decorating those who wear their character on their sleeve… they jingle jangle under the discerning eye of the disciplined.
The game, when entered is won by all who play by the rules of truth. Me and you.To compete is to lose, let us not be confused.

Victory is within… Love is the only prize to be held aloft in the glorious beauty of the morning sky.

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