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I’ve welcomed thisnew found love for minimalism.

My life, transitions.

Distracted, yet completely quiet.

Each time my eyes fixate upon this simple, yet intricate experience; engulfed in negative space,     (or is it positive) hugging every delicate corner, tightly, yet freely     (romantic really) I am reminded     (in between forgetting) its quite alright to be alone.

    (beautiful even)