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She asked for help today, She never did that before. She reached out to The Goddess today, She Let Go. She stayed sober today, She never could before. But by the grace of The Goddess she did, She Let Go. She managed to take care of her needs, She no longer wishes to neglect herself. The Goddess comes to her when she seeks them out, She Let Go. She’s still learning what surrender means, She no longer wishes to live in denial. The Goddess guides on what still needs relenting, She Let Go. She can surrender today, She did not have the strength yesterday. The Power was always in the hands of The Goddess, She Let Go.

Sticks and stones will break my bones, And words will kill me slowly. I wonder where is my repose? And do I even know me? Life is a war I can not control, And death and grief is inevitable. How many stories do I leave untold? How can this pain be so memorable? I should turn to my Higher Power, And I should pray for those with lost souls. Do I sow these seeds and watch them flower? And how to I give the past extols?

When my soul leaves my body will I finally be able to breath? Beneath these waves I drown as I forget how to swim for help. I am lost without a destination or map to follow. Can I make it through the night or will I never wake up again? Peace and serenity is a blessing I am cursed to never find. Truth is hard to speak, but the lies bury me deeper than six feet. Will I be remembered by those I love or just become a ghost in their lives? Twenty-nine never felt so bleak, but one more year seems impossible. One day at a time I try my best, but my efforts are for not. Will the end be slow or will the pain be a worthy punishment for my sins? My brain screams are sirens preventing me from functioning like you. This is the end of me pretending to be okay. Is this the end of me or just the beginning? My journey so far has left me numb, manic, and hopeless. Meditation can't save me from my thoughts. Is this what life is supposed to feel like? If so, I am not a happy customer.

Trains go by and stop to let passengers off and on. As they linger there with their doors open, you find yourself lost in thought. "If only I could get on." There problem arises when you consider where the trains going. As you sit and wonder that train doesn't leave the station like all the rest. Instead it lingers longer as you ponder. "If only I could get on." Before you know it your feet are moving toward that open doors. Step by step you approach, and step by step you stop worring about the destination. You are focused completely on the feeling of those open doors. "Maybe I could get on." Just one taste of those doors wont hurt. Just one taste of wont ruin your sobriety. You find yourself craving the trains destination. "Maybe I could get on." You find your self at the threshold, one foot on the train on foot out. You could turn back now and the train will eventually leave, But you could get on and see where it leads. "I think I will get on." You know where

Latinus Tea Company was passed through generations of the Tealeaf family leading it to currently be owned by Alton Tealeaf. Alton was married to a lovely halfling named Bree and had two daughters; Portia and Lavina. They lived communally with the full extended family in a burrow that Big Folk would call a manor. As a young girl, she was raised primarily by her mother and aunts in their families burrow. She would spend her childhood on the family hearth learning all about the family history, halfling traditions, and the goddess Yondalla. Her family followed Yondalla's guidance, teachings, and praised her daily. Most commonly they would discuss the story of the Little man. Little man was the story of a small person wandering in the midst of chaotic, populous lands, facing thousands of difficulties and triumphing over them all through luck, courage, wits, and persistence. In the story, Yondalla would protect the halfling and give them life of plenty and peace as there wasn't a monster

Latinus Tea Company History: If you ask any halfling, the Tealeaf family was a part of the Tea industry almost as long as there has been Tea to drink. Their brand, Latinus Tea Company, became so popular that for the last 3 centuries, they had no serious competition. Easily identified by its iconic evergreen logo of the goddess Yondalla steeping a dried tea leaf into a steaming cup of tea, it has become the top selling non-alcoholic beverage. The Tealeaf family grew it and packaged it locally and personally sold it to every halfling village and Big Folk town within two days' journey from their burrow. Traveling merchants would stop by their small agricultural town biweekly to restock their supply. The legend of innovation, creativity and independence that shrouds the story behind the founding of Latinus Tea Company, inspired consumers to push the boundaries and seek out creative resolutions to their problems. The tea brand, much like the goddess Yondalla's legacy, encourages patrons

Lavina Tealeaf comes from a well off Halfling family, where she grew up being raised collectively by relatives in a burrow of a small agricultural village. Her family has dominated the tea industry for as far back as anyone can remember. Not only locally, but throughout the core trade routes jars from her family’s tea- Latinus Tea Company- can be easily identified with its green logo of the goddess Yondalla stepping a cup of tea, in traveling merchant carts. As a result of the company’s success, Lavina was blessed with a life where she wanted for nothing. She is quite fond of her childhood; which was filled with halfling games and oral traditions. Her family’s influence, to the dismay of her cohort, ensured she was given every opportunity in both school and local apprenticeships. She picked up several skills, but with everything being handed to her, Lavina found herself lost and uninterested in the village and her family’s homestead. It was at this time in her life that she