Birds chirp high up in trees.
The sun finally shines
After what feels like decades
The soft scent of flowers tikles your nose
And fills your lungs
The sunlight caresses your cheeks
And warms your hair
A soft wind blows
Sofly swiping a pluck of hair
Out of your face
Peace
For the first time
The infinite battle stops
Quiet
Peace
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Poems and other short stories
Poetryjust some poems and short stories I wrote during class, they're in either English or Dutch please don't copy and/or publish my stories or poems without my permission, thanks!
