A smiling baby's magical ability to take your mind off things.
Turkish food.
Folk dance.
Clarity?
Having enough.
Antique yellow roses with a buttery scent.
Sleep.
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier
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