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Sometimes you just have to let go For a second A minute Just one moment There's no need to always keep busy Boredom is just the period of adjustment towards peace If you lay in your bed Gently floating between the blanket and the sheet If you lay there Just lay there Focusing on your toes making small mountains under the cloth Eventually you will find yourself letting go When a ringing begins in your ears A gentle rhythmic hum You are done Or you can wait just a little longer Till your eyes start to water Your limbs feel heavy Cloth like clouds on your skin Lay there and enjoy your new acquisition of feelings
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
Peace
Sometimes you just have to let go For a second A minute Just one moment There's no need to always keep busy Boredom is just the period of adjustment towards peace If you lay in your bed Gently floating between the blanket and the sheet If you lay there Just lay there Focusing on your toes making small mountains under the cloth Eventually you will find yourself letting go When a ringing begins in your ears A gentle rhythmic hum You are done Or you can wait just a little longer Till your eyes start to water Your limbs feel heavy Cloth like clouds on your skin Lay there and enjoy your new acquisition of feelings
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Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
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