The Peace
here I am
thousands of miles from the bustle
staked out on a mission
to find the inner peace
were swept away in a wave
were slammed by the wind
flying high
reaching a fever pitch
and than fall
here I am
with every step I take
strolling so casually
under the lamppost back on sixth street
hearing someone whisper through the phone
a voice that will never be forgotten
like streams
so smooth so sweet
and when she turned
I see a diamond in her eyes
she was the one I was looking for
peace felt in my soul
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