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Madame Youth

Under every adult, there is a child.

A child that's sometimes set aside, waiting patiently for the right moment to be called back, to be held with tenderness, and allowed to hum at its own true frequency.

It longs to feel, not to reason; to dissolve the masks we wear. The ego, so carefully dressed in reason, slips away in the presence of surrender.

To feel is to unveil the truth. The perfection within us quiets the fears that seek to smother our authenticity.

Truth us not only found in grand gestures, but in the quiet moments we share with the world.

We are all children of this vast universe, each of us a ripple in the great expanse of circular evolution. Never a moment better than the other.


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