When I am lonesome
I look up to the clouds
For they tell me of how
They come and go.
When I am confused
I listen to the wind
For it tells me
What is best for me.
When I am mad I
Listen to the waters flow
It helps clear my mind.
Feeling Blue
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It's been a sobering couple of weeks. As I regroup my thoughts, I'm certain
of one thing: I care deeply about this planet and all the creatures who
inhab...
4 days ago
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