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August 23, 2022

Flowing like the ocean - Peace

Sorrows washed away

Thoughts subdued -

As in

Does anyone feel this

Joy unspeakable

Forming an uncontrolled nucence

Yet order still remains

This must be home

Liberty untimed

This freedom - unconstitutional

Whining in pleasure

Still spirits are cordial

I must be mad

But here sanity is unwelcome

This is home

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