Laughter through the line,
a friend’s voice steadies the storm—
we heal side by side.
Bare feet in cool grass,
breath syncing with rustling leaves—
the mind finds its calm.
Ink flows, colors bloom—
the heart speaks beyond the words,
pain turns into light.
Mental health holds on—
even storms can feed the roots.
New blooms seek the sun.
Leaves dance in still air—
heart slows to match the rhythm,
peace grows, root by root.
Anxious thoughts crowd in—
yet kind voices break the dark,
hands reach, holding firm.
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