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Oct 2016
Solitude of the mind comes so naturally.
A moment of quiet begins peace and please.
A ground which confirms sanity.
Reassuring our thoughts they are still at ease.
A meditation that dances delicately,
Floating in ways more than comforting.
A release from daily cluster and tragedy,
For foil that stains peace of mind and wont let me sleep.

But a moment of solitude and just watch me sink,
Into cushions of daydreams,
A pleasure so sweet,
Sliding further into that feeling of peace.
Gliding endlessly,
So spiritual, so deep.
Until the only thought left flustering,
Is complete and utter sleep.
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OriginalMade  Idaho, U.S.
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   Jamadhi Verse and Patrick
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