Peace in November
My life has lingered as far as I could remember thus the time for snow came early in the month of November . I live far deep within the meadows were the trees sprung high and the river runs deep no sound of man could be heard not even one single heartbeat. My mind is filled yet clear never be disturb my a troubling flair. My cheeks are cold from multiple winters kisses but though I'm a peace within time my spirit has rendered all cause the freedom within this early November. At times i ask of why such peace has rested before my feet or question if this is lifes victory or defeat and that i have ran away to never Concord my fears, but i laugh and smile upon my doubt and head towards the springs to catch a good trout to ease my thoughts and fill my hunger and understand life as more than i can remember . I live for today and never tomorrow as i say while i watch the snowflakes fall agents my windowpane .till night has fallen and I rest within my chambers to see the moon shine upon my face and there i fall asleep into the field of dreams to rest this weary mind into an eternal peace..
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