My Inner Voice
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I leave the daily hustle and bustle
of the city's cacophony of sound.
And head to where the leaves softly rustle
in the breeze, and no one else is around.
When I'm alone, I find an inner peace
that raises my soul to a higher plane.
And anxiety attacks slowly cease,
free from critical critiques and disdain.
Seclusion fuels imagination,
shaping reality within my mind.
And it's a feeling of liberation,
unrestricted by rules of any kind.
Whenever I seek solitude by choice,
I heed the whispers of my inner voice.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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