When I need a moment to exhale and lick my wounds, part of my Girl Cave ritual is to visit the seminary woods.
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It's a rejuvenating spot that feels like another planet full of plants and powerful branches-- though the city street is only a short walk away.
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There is a small cemetery tucked into the trees where the only sound is snow.
Plenty of room to breathe here and paw prints on the path.
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A little river runs through it full of ripples and pennies from passersby.
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Where do you hide out when you need a moment?
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