I go to a place
Where the only sound
Is the beating of my heart
And the soft melodious
Song of the birds
I go to a place
Where all thoughts are cleared
Except for peace and comfort
No sublimital thoughts
Just clear
The only smell
Is that of natural forests
And rushing streams
This place does not exist
But in my head

This place is to wonderful
To be contained on any Earth
Only within a soul
Can it be contained wholely
You cannot write constraints
Or boundaries to this place
It is what it is
And will always be
Only inside
Inside of me.
 
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