the side of me most people never see
My stomach feels like a suitcase stuffed too full....
On leaves the words and syllables advanced; To music of the mind they rose and danced.
The forest glen her new repose for thought A sunny view When there she found herself, all else forgot, Or little knew.
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"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Ps 147:3
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Dark Side of the Moon 