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The Place of Peace
The smell
The trees
A crippling breeze
Chills run down my spine as I see the beautiful night tide
Yet I try to sleep for it is mistaking me
The wind believes I'm someone I'm not
But who I am I must not change for it
Waves for miles as far as I can See
yet the ocean has forsaken me
I feel so sad and alone out here.
but it is the only place I feel at peace
Alas I see the ocean shore
and I know reality will soon speak to me once more
Why I try to question this beautiful scene is a mystery
Glorious waves for miles and miles as far as any eye can see
The only true happy place for me.
The trees
A crippling breeze
Chills run down my spine as I see the beautiful night tide
Yet I try to sleep for it is mistaking me
The wind believes I'm someone I'm not
But who I am I must not change for it
Waves for miles as far as I can See
yet the ocean has forsaken me
I feel so sad and alone out here.
but it is the only place I feel at peace
Alas I see the ocean shore
and I know reality will soon speak to me once more
Why I try to question this beautiful scene is a mystery
Glorious waves for miles and miles as far as any eye can see
The only true happy place for me.
Published 3rd May 2012
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