The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

Beautiful

“You are not your body and hair-style, but your capacity for choosing well. If your choices are beautiful, so too will you be.” (Epictetus)

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