Every morning, a new breath.
Every day, an ego death.
Every evening, love professed.
Every night, a sin confessed.
Day-by-day, we do our best.
–Sarah Torribio
Read more epigrams by Sarah Torribio HERE
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Every morning, a new breath.
Every day, an ego death.
Every evening, love professed.
Every night, a sin confessed.
Day-by-day, we do our best.
–Sarah Torribio
Read more epigrams by Sarah Torribio HERE
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