The harried rush
from task to task
puts weight upon
my weary back
And thus I long
for night to fall
And for my pillow
soft to call
The burden lifted
from my heart
Will a renewed sense
of peace
impart
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About Me
- Thoughtful Wanderer
- This is just a quiet place for me to come and be apart from the chaos of the world. This is my forest. Come and wander through with me.
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