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Welcome to the Town of Feeling
Happy, Sad, Mad and Glad, Cautious watched them, from her window, Confused came in with overwhelmed and said, Then Hopeful called the carefulls, Anxious came in with the news, To take a vote for Mayor, Feeling was a busy town, Happy was voted as Feeling's Mayor, Happy took the Mayors Job and took it seriously. Thinking the town, If everyone were Happy. Now Happy asked for their suggestions, Soon, Happy was out and Chaos was in, Gathering the folks from Feeling, While Bored and Lonely ran into town, While Chaos was running with Crazy, They knew that Lazy was out of the question, When the two groups came together, Who would watch over the town of Feeling, Happy, Sad, Mad and Glad, Then balanced and joyful came to town, The people that lived in Feeling, The time they had with neighbors and friends, When you find yourself in Feeling, Making friends in this wonderful place, Mary Pat uses the recovery process to get to know her feelings in a personal way. You can too. http://www.reflectingrace.com
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