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Thankful for friendship, for hope and love, for beauty of forest, brook and sky-- contentment rests its hand on our shoulder. Upon some midnight solitude, investing ourselves with songs of soul, the rewards are the spirit's symphony that embrace our truths. Happy for the music of laughter, the dance of dusk and dawn, for talents, inspirations, and opportunities, for charity and grace; wreathing thanks around meditations we recognize the richness of the light. Grateful for each sunrise, we drink that day fully! |
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