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A PLACE

There's a place, I go

When my spirits

lay low

When the light dims

within my soul

A place I sit to ponder

To replay the circle

plow things up and under

from the depths of my mind

A place to sit in

silence

Where I escape the violence

of life

Through dreams of

tranquility

A place where life's

troubles

lives woes

drift slowly away

from the smoke of my angers

fire

 

 

jSweptson

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Feb 12, 2011
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