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The search for quiet continued, And I was failing. As usual, my mind would lose Its want when I needed To have quiet more than ever. What a loss I am having. A loss of will, Concentration, and focus. I needed to Find peace and solitude soon. Every single one Of my dumb Dilemmas are haunting The back of My mind incessantly. Things are becoming Harder To keep in order. I seem To be losing me. All of my fears Start To become real. I Become nothing. But then a new wave of inspiration hits me. I find new life and purpose; new friends. Nothing is the same, and everything is full Of life and newness. My life has so Improved that I now can continue to live on. Now living with a purpose, I have the whole oyster. Now nothing can get in my was as I Go on my way. I find new life and purpose; new friends. All of my fears become nothing. Things are Becoming easier to keep in order. The end.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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