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TCS: A Flower Lifts … That Sings a Fresh Song Every Dawning

   Good Morning! _______________________________ I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.” – Sylvia Plath ________________ “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There … Continue reading

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