Cynefin
Cynefin Where the sky looks the bluest blue and the grass grins the greenest green, I wish to stroll on a cobbled path somewhere in between. Where the fragrance of carefree wildflowers wafts happily in the air, I want to soak in the pleasing scents that gently caresses my hair. Where the soft dandelion scatters away travelling on a dragonfly’s wings and reflect the rays of a pretty…
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