Quiet Thoughts

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Today I see the world more clearly than I did yesterday

I see the sky above me a different shade of blue 

The grass beneath my feet glows in a new light. 

But I wonder when the mind is at its calmest, and the lights are at our clearest

Is there a growth within us we cannot reach?

Our spirits are meant to struggle to evolve, our problems become nothing but, until solved

To not seek conflict, but instead make peace with one's self

This is the balance we seek to make

But for all the time in the world, will we ever see ourselves the way we want? 

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