Opening everything I have seen
What is there for me to be pleased
How do I show love to the birds and the trees
What can I do to help the bees
looking at the fish as they look back up to face me
breathing the air I cannot see
Smelling the fresh wind from out of sea
I believe after these few weeks
That I have finally found my peace
- accepting the peace within the beauty of life
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Emotional Machine
PoesiaA woman who is living in her parents house and working full time has no idea what she is doing. Her life continues only in her day dream and how she tries to learn who she is and where she wants to be. Most of this book is filled with Poetry made by...
