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May 2013
I sat in the middle of
the cold stone floor
and I imagined I was
somewhere
more tranquil

a place that I
could be
h a p p y
and a place
that I could finally
                                    smile

a peaceful place
free from the pressures
my mind brings me
free from                                life
and
from love and pain
and hurting
a place

that was so perfect
I had to come back
to Earth
because I am flawed
entirely
and I do not belong
in such an absolute place

I am not
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Written by
j  England
(England)   
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