Peace.
The most beautiful place you can be.
The most beautiful state to be in.
A place open to all, yet visited by few.
A place all desire to go.
A beautiful place of calmness and stillness.
As still as a squaddie, as unbothered as a pup, curled in its favorite blanket.
A place of comfort and serenity
As I lay wrapped in my comforter, I look out my window to see branches gently dancing, leaves dressed in autumn attire,
As I watch the sunrise at 6:11am, I get to visit peace.
And if only for minutes, this peace performs in a way to never be forgotten.
A reminder of its beauty.
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