The mornings splendour is conceived in the dark womb of night. A truth we all know and believe. Yet a truth, that is most difficult to live and endure when one is in that dark womb. Alive and breathing but inert, vulnerable, and in waiting. Witnessing but not conscious, wakeful but not awake. (Page 2)
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