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Sat within the secluded peace as the evening draws in,

Meditated I become within the calmness of the breeze,

My soul is open to the sounds of the distant places,

Becoming acute does my senses become to the heart of the earth,

The darkness of the sky wraps around me its gentle arms,

My eyes become distorted giving me the vision of perfection,

Seeing the inner beauty of this deserted land I have accomplished,

I am hurt with the knowledge that humanity does not see what I can within this moment.

 

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