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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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TamingOfSeaWolves

Just your typical geek. If you care to look deeper though...You can see the layers I have created. The worlds I call my own live in my imagination. Creating riddles and poems and lives and characters to become and get lost in. No one knows me, or at least the me behind the blinds. PLEASE COMMENT instagram=tamingofseawolves

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<p>this is my 95th poem, sorry it&#39;s &nbsp;sorry it&#39;s so small &nbsp;hope you enjoy</p>

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