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Oftentimes with those lighter sessions that I walk out of happy I find myself upset later and feeling like I missed something important. I seem to feel better when I leave hugging myself and shaking a bit.
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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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