Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXCIII
Peace. Harmony, reconciliation, inner quiet. Something peaceful. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
Free at last
You are free from all the pain
You can never be happier
I feel a flower grow
Within the darkness
Deep inside me
In this place
There is nothingness
A place where
You feel like you could
Be there forever
Because no one could
Ever hurt you
Yet that place lonely
But you feel happy
Cuz at least
Your not a bird
Traped in a cage
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