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About This Poem
Sanctuary
The oceans and the mountains
are my sanctuary.
The ocean with its rhythmic
pounding of the surf
and cool breezes.
The mountains with its
solitude of tall trees.
Both are clean and pure,
when untouched by human hands.
These are my friends,
who calm the ravaging storms,
that gather in my soul.
Whenever I am troubled,
I return to my friends
for guidance and direction.
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