Find Peace
the words just flowed
out of me
around me so real I could actually see
the words that came from inside me
not good, not great, not even okay
but still a part of me
that demands to be seen
felt,
heard,
breathed,
onto pages for others to understand and read
to actually feel, not like through a screen
but in your heart, to be memorized
not camofladged or denied
not to be increased or declined
but to just be,
for others in their hearts to find peace
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