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Friday, February 3, 2012

Serenity
This calm anguish, the hardest thing to keep
When holding my breath, feelings becomes meek
Calls an instant truce, it does not stop the war
The feelings inside becomes a rage, suits it more

Serenity! The sweet dampness slaps my cheeks
The windows of my temple forbid me to peek.
Yet I saw a vast sapphire blue sea.
Finally, removes this silent pain and lets me see.

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