Cycle By Tacy Gibbons up, down all around left, right where’s the light spin, spin twist and turn try your best not to burn start to climb fall back down slip and slide you might drown pouring rain cut the vein here we go all over again
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Rhyming Poetry
Walking through that door makes the blue a little lighter. She holds space as I gently spill. We sit, we talk - we water, dig and bury. Nurturing a shoot. Aiding it in light - to find its path through thorns - Malan Wilkinson
Never get lost in the Sauce
Next Time, At Least Bring Wine
Where Anxiety and Spirituality Converge
Opening a Discussion on Mental Illness
Breaking the Silence 
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Thanks Sara! 😊
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I love the urgency of this. It reminds me of the middle eight of a song.
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