Maybe there are things that nature can't cure. But they must be very few in number...

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Dear Moon,

Your presence,
No matter how slim,
Gives me peace.
Calms me.

But knowing
You are there
Even when absent,
Brings another kinda
Calm
Altogether.

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As the eye of the storm is always calm, every scene of chaos has its own essence of equanimity

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