Peace

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Awake to see the morning sun rise,

A fresh breath, a new start, another suprise,

To inhale such purity, take it in with open eyes.

As i stand here and observe the golden rays,

Stretch and merge with orange and biege,

Soothing blue and pink start the day,

A beauty and serenity that no words can say.

This, is my happy place.

Each muscle, each bone and breath are at ease,

Soft wind caresses my cheeks and the trees,

Each cool touch sets me free, my stress release,

Inside myself theres so much peace.

I am happy here.

Alone with my thoughts, i can single out each one.

I can become one, with myself.

I am...at peace.

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