When heaven breaks loose and hell runs on fumes I go within and soon enough and always right in time calmness reset my pace and realigns with an attitude of gratitude of Reverence. My poised stride resumes its progress in Grazeland. Breathing! What would do without its abundance; what can one accomplish without reverence for Jehovah Jappa.
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