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May 2012
Have you ever noticed?
The change in your own character,
the moment you are by yourself.

The quiet stillness is like a blank canvas,
ready for me to paint my thoughts on.
No judgement comes from the quiet.

An entirely different person,
I wonder how I can be what they label me.
Considering everything and anything about the world.

My mind floats freely, no human contact required to think.
Buoyant in a world that is yet to sink, like Atlantis.
Composed, calm, collected.

Every fragment of my existence feels right.
No pain, or happiness, just peace.
Chantelle
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