Had a really good, positive T session today, but it's left me a bit worn out and wordless.
I  the couch...
ETA: that ellipsis means there is so much I would want to say, if I could.
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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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