It is if they were all strategic thinker,
The flawless stillness,
Is jaw-dropping.
The silence that seeks,
Strangle with a soft, smooth skin,
As if it’s caress,
Extending eagerness;
Almost thriftly
Hissing through the slippery grass,
Slick and stylish,
While meditating,
In a long fast.
#Practice – What I Learned From Snake
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