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Look at the river and how it bends It peaceful there And beautiful too. This green and pleasant place Sedates me and I like it. I could sit for hours and think quietly Sometimes the sounds, The thick urban screams Are too much. I prefer the quiet, the softness Of the removed, the unreachable. I need not travel to see the stars, For they come to me. They greet me lovingly And I’m happy to see them. I feel so small in their gaze, Protected by my own insignificance.   Some people are like stars But get too close and they burn. That’s why I like the quiet places Love on my own in empty spaces.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 2:04 PM UTC
Looking at stars
Look at the river and how it bends It peaceful there And beautiful too. This green and pleasant place Sedates me and I like it. I could sit for hours and think quietly Sometimes the sounds, The thick urban screams Are too much. I prefer the quiet, the softness Of the removed, the unreachable. I need not travel to see the stars, For they come to me. They greet me lovingly And I’m happy to see them. I feel so small in their gaze, Protected by my own insignificance.   Some people are like stars But get too close and they burn. That’s why I like the quiet places Love on my own in empty spaces.
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 2:04 PM UTC
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