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Nov 2022
Write the word
   No need to rhyme.

This is my home,
Please take a seat and have a cup of tea.

Sometimes the words flow like honey,
So sweet and lovely.

The ink is my solace from this mind,
   However mostly healed,


Spill the peace upon the pages.
  My pen is my heart,
With black ink blood..

Please sit with me a while longer.
Speak a toast to the everlasting sonders of this beautiful life we live,
This sacred space of ours.

My mind is restless.

Invested in which what wherever I breathe,

Once I awaken,
I will truly enjoy this place and times therein,
Until then,

Please come again.
Written by
Robert van Lingen  30/M/Anywhere But Here
(30/M/Anywhere But Here)   
   Cody Smith
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