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Originally Posted by TrailRunner14
Ok. I've not done this before... Couch.....
It's really rainy here and I'm feeling completely boxed in. There so many things swirling in my head that I want to grab and make sense of. It will come... Right? I can't seem to pull myself together. That will
Come too... Right? I don't belong here. I've heard that so many times and there is something that wants to make sure it's known. Just saying.
Thank you, couch, for hearing me.
It will be better tomorrow. Yes?
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(((TR)))
It will be better tomorrow. 
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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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