Tale of Halves

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I hope I never forget the beauty of full moon and the night sky,
of watching milk make galaxies even in my darkest cup of coffee,
the warm ray of sunshine that keeps my cheeks rosy
or seeing plants grow despite my scarce caring capacity.

Most specially, the kind strangers and the music that vibrates around that make life easy.

I hope I never forget to count these bits of heaven whether the cup’s half full or half empty.

xx