When life begins we all depend on love

A certain peace, a luxury above.

All else that matters cries out loud to hear

The blessed virtue of our calm so near.

With heart and soul speak of tribulation

For every breath gasp a solemn nation.

The triggers of our psych’e common known

Will always capture hurt so over blown.

Inside a dream scape lays her pretty eyes

To fill the mind with fantasy surmise.

Lay awake with me tonight, travel free

Apart callous looking society.

Once felt a happiness cannot recall

A spiritual grace might this we call.

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