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| St John's Wort There is a pariah that must be dispelled or at least controlled. It shows up unwelcome each year and flourishes in fertile fields, previously tilled and prepped in deliberate design for finer stuff. The repetition of malaise encountered with its return freezes action. My inner sloth glories in its monotony. I must pound down its hold on me, put on my boots and take up the battle one more time. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes: ▶︎ |