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Art thou troubled ?

Are you troubled ? Why so? when storms retreat,  
hear them faintly threat beyond those distant hills,    
you have never climbed nor wish.This valley green,    
streams and willows shade  from imagined fears    
rest beneath  branches obedient to the breeze      
dream of days that are  of yesterday,memories    
fading as  those retreating storms beyond      
the distant hills.you have no wish to climb.    
Fears stir imagination less than those of joy    
Seek pleasant thoughts,,honey more than vinegar.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 26th Oct 2019
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