let it be quiet if just for a moment. not silent just quiet. listen to your breathing and your heartbeat and the world outside the window close your eyes and take a breath. appreciate the puddles of silence as much as the street of sound. appreciate the hush. Read my first poetry book, "where the bluebirds aren't," and my second poetry book, "misty." I'm rather proud of them and how far I have come. ⚠️Unedited⚠️ This is my poetry. Please don't copy it! Thank you for your support.
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