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Thanks Hunny
We have a windstorm going on:
Whisper my mind to sleep
Slender breeze while you rest
So tender, I sleep as well
Waiting for the nightmare
Inhale now, breath deep
Put your nature to the test
Broken limbs, scattered hell
Strip the quiet landscape bare
Steal the peace and never care
Reminding all that you are there
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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