6.19.25 // Lucky

How lucky I am to call this planet home—
with its towering mountains, salty seas, and infinitely complex, yet beautifully simple, human beings.
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How lucky I am to call this place home—
where nature holds me while I cast off blindfolds I’ve long been too scared to remove.
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How lucky I am to call this body home—
with her quirks, her creaks, and her stainless steel.
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How lucky I am to call this mind home—
with her fears, her hopes, and her deep wells of curiosity.
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How lucky I am to call this heart, this soul, home—
with her love and her light.