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A Poison Tree-William Blake 🍏

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'I was angry with my friend;

I told my wrath, my wrath did end.

I was angry with my foe:

I told it not, my wrath did grow...'

Joe reflects on the emotion of anger, and details his thought process around managing it. He takes a walk under an apple tree while the rain trickles down onto the sunburned earth.

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