I find peace in the wilderness
I find peace without sound
I find peace in the color and beauty of the trees
While the wind blows through my hair
While the leaves float from every tree
I feel so calm, I feel so free
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Words From The Borderline 
Your face shows it
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In love with this piece ❤
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thank you-new friend
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You call yourself a “little person”, but you wield a very strong pen.
Thank you for your introducing yourself and your work to me.
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Your welcome – wow that is such a nice thing to say
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This is a beauty. ❤️
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Thank you ❤️❤️
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ah, yes the trees! the forest recharges me, your words reminded me. overdue hiking is…
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very nice and moving, i enjoy your creativity. peace
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Thank you
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Wilderness is the true companion of humans..lives..and so do we exist..
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