It’s been a wild season so far. Spring has barely sprung, and folks are losing their minds. It’s wild what a change of weather can do to people, to shake their mental stability. In times like these, it’s important to remind ourselves that tomorrow will come. The sun will rise again, and so will we. These trials will pass. Stay strong, and meet the sunrise.

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Blue Hill

Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill
Avast for freedoms
Avast for thrill
I know you’ll back yet
You’ll have your fill
Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill

I met my darling
When all a-wave
I met her dear
She needed a save
I knew she saw me
A means to an end
I met my darling
When needing a friend

Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill
Avast for freedoms
Avast for thrill
I know you’ll back yet
You’ll have your fill
Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill

She fed me fuels and
She told me fortunes
She gave me days when
My name stood still
I laughed and cried when
By her side
Who knew Blue Hill would
Take her in tide

Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill
Avast for freedoms
Avast for thrill
I know you’ll back yet
You’ll have your fill
Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill

I lost my darling
She patent my patience
I lost my darling
She longs for a lend
I lost my darling
She left me my station
I lost my darling
It isn’t the end

Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill
Avast for freedoms
Avast for thrill
I know you’ll back yet
You’ll have your fill
Away, my darling
O’er Blue Hill

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You know how explaining a joke after telling it, will remove any kind of humor from the mix? The sense of wonder is gone, taking away any notion that you were clever enough to understand the joke prior? That doesn’t make much sense to me. You’re good enough as is. Although… I won’t explain Blue Hill! You got this.