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  • Without worries. Sanssouci is the summer palace of Fredrick the Great. Imagine a place without worries. A garden of purple and red and yellow petite flowers with ducklings and butterflies hiding in-betwee. Quiet, far away from the noises of the city. Lush weeping willows, green grounds, and gravel paths meander through the grounds. Zen like tea gardens and a tea room. Carefree, slowly wandering the grounds trying to deposit the moment and the sights into the folds of my mind for future access. Reaching for a moment without care, without worries I wonder if this is possible. Imagine floating, wandering and sitting in peace with no bills to pay, no work to get to, no children calling your name, no husband needing help, no parents needing care. Imagine that and life seems pretty dull and meaningless. Without worries... a nice concept but....
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