Untitled Samaya Lucas This is an ode to peace. Most of the time it’s hard for me to think and when I blink it’s blank its black nothingness. But when I’m in this place it’s very bliss. I feel a cool breeze when I hear Lauryn Hill and my mind is at ease. I don’t want this feeling to cease, so Siri can you please put it on repeat? I use Soundcloud because it’s free. But from the sounds to the clouds I feel at peace because, like Lauryn says, nothing even matters. As I walk through the green woods, all the critters scatter, but there is still no place I’d rather be right in front of me. Do you know what I see? A beautiful brown maple tree. There’s something on there. It’s yellow very mellow and still it’s a butterfly. Shall I touch it? I think I will. This is an ode to peace. As the sun shines I feel like I’m gonna go blind. The brighter it gets the more my feelings begin to unwind joy, comfort, happiness, and safety. Suddenly I begin to pace. I feel like you can see my emotions on my face but still I must find peace of mind.
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