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</figure><p id="d874">My words are first to know

when things aren’t right inside When it’s cold and dark and outside lies the tonic of wilderness</p><p id="fd54">Far away are warm days when weather and mood align whether your mood aligns with what is outside or keeps you safe or not so safe; you hide Where there is nothing but every thing that lies within; frozen in me fixed in place and time without; there is everything My wor

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ds tell me, there is not a thing Invigorating</p><p id="ebe2">I wish the Wilderness would argue If I could just step outside Get out from inside The wild mess of my mind where the tonic hides</p><p id="f388">Thank you for the prompt, <a href="https://readmedium.com/b298fed55f39?source=post_page-----77c59650f89c--------------------------------">𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊</a>.</p><p id="f7c0">And thank you ALL for reading!</p></article></body>

Nothing, Invigorating

Thursday prompt: Tonic of Wilderness

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My words are first to know when things aren’t right inside When it’s cold and dark and outside lies the tonic of wilderness

Far away are warm days when weather and mood align whether your mood aligns with what is outside or keeps you safe or not so safe; you hide Where there is nothing but every thing that lies within; frozen in me fixed in place and time without; there is everything My words tell me, there is not a thing Invigorating

I wish the Wilderness would argue If I could just step outside Get out from inside The wild mess of my mind where the tonic hides

Thank you for the prompt, 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊.

And thank you ALL for reading!

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