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Originally Posted by Leah123
Feel them, feel them, express them, express them, ice cream.
Like... cry, rage, nap, write, ice cream.
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Throw stuff, stomp, knit, coffee, books 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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