In those moments of darkness where we get lost in thought and feel like the world is closing in. We find our place.
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A place to breathe and think.
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A place to see and admire.
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It may not be a perfect place but it’s yours.
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And in that place you remember all the pain and frustration it took to wake up this morning and your thankful.
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Because in times of darkness that place is your light.
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I’m breathing in the fraying grass and old sea moss.
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I’m feeling the cold air & almost self-fulfillment.
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These  stars won’t move but I will but no matter how much my material body moves this place will stay the same.
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Sincerely, my past selfÂ
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