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Feb 18, 2011

0 My Sanctuary, poem

A place to escape, this life

Everyone needs a sanctuary, that no one else can enter
that sound can't penetrate, that lies outside of time, outside of life

A place that's elusive and exclusive and peaceful and mine
that action can't dissolve and words can't revolve, this world beyond the door

Somewhere in which I can hide, escape away and reside
a room lost to everyone else but me, that I can exist without needs

and in this world, I can want and want and want as I please

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