Always peace,
the pain is left behind,
is it like a slow walk, stroll,
a hike in the pretty wood,
where the daylight
peeks through the natural reality.
Is it dark and bleak and undefined,
a purgatorial mastery of
lost time.
Is it worth the risk.
Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.
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Always peace,
the pain is left behind,
is it like a slow walk, stroll,
a hike in the pretty wood,
where the daylight
peeks through the natural reality.
Is it dark and bleak and undefined,
a purgatorial mastery of
lost time.
Is it worth the risk.
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