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- Forest Bathing Its leaves grow and shed with the seasons. Fires sweep through, it is scorched butg survives. If at times we have felt stunted, it may be that we neglected our roots, that part of our ourselves by
- Clay Aiken - Where I Draw Line all as it should be You`re the best thing that ever happened to me I melt every time we kiss Never felt the line I wish I could just forget And not have one more regret Behind me to remind me of what I`ve