peace
i thought i found it once,
long ago atop a hill
looking out over the fields.
i was wrong.
i thought i found it again,
amidst the hustle of a city morning,
an oasis of comfort in otherwise cold steel and concrete.
i was wrong.
i gave up searching for it,
assuming it would find me.
it never came.
it only comes when you practice it,
deep inside,
in the parts of you no one talks about at parties,
the secret heart inside us all.
there resides peace.
No distinct narrative today, just some words on a page.
Thanks for reading,
Me
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