The Introvert That We Lack
He is calm, a gentle sound,
In his future we're like staying in cemetery
Softly whispers to the heart,
From the noise, it sets diversely
Peace is Encounter in quiet sounding bed
In the smiles on gorgeous faces.
It’s a walk in nature’s path
Where the worries fade away.
Hold to peace, it’s pure and real
Brings a sense of calmness to you.
In its arms, find sweet release,
Life is better with some peace.
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