Whiskey River so often has what I need. Usually it is words, but today it is this, from the bottom of the Whiskey River page.
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01 June 2004
Breathe
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thank you, sb.
yes, if the words fail,
sometimes, they fail,
it's always good to breathe.
Posted by: whiskey | 01 June 2004 at 09:53 PM