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Re: Kabu,
Just hang on until the weather clears, the wind settles to a breeze, the sun warms you and releases all the scents of the flowers around you. Your clump of grass is rooted deep and firmly, and it will hold as long as you need it. 
posted by
Ciel
on May 10, 2021 at 9:33 PM
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Thank you, everyone!
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posted by
Ciel
on May 10, 2021 at 9:22 PM
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posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on May 10, 2021 at 8:13 PM
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posted by
Annicita
on May 10, 2021 at 7:00 PM
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I absolutely identify with this. I am back into one of those times when I am hanging onto the clump of grass with all my might. I don't want to slip back. You beloved friend are Brilliant.
posted by
Kabu
on May 10, 2021 at 12:27 PM
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Good Afternoon
I love this! It's really amazing!
posted by
Goldiec
on May 10, 2021 at 11:19 AM
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Beautifully written.
Such a colorful picture that embraces all things living. 
posted by
Sherri_G
on May 10, 2021 at 9:51 AM
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