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Safe Horizon
Sitting in the lunchroom
A question was asked to me.
What was my “sacred place?”
My mind filled with memories
As I sat there wondering….
As music filled my head
Like birds in the springtime
I remember my quiet place
Whether I’m as mad as fire
Or calm, cool, and collected
It’s always there for me.
My phone is my only lifeline to the world
But no communication is the key.
It wipes my tears when I’m in need.
The bright and cheerful walls listen while I speak,
And they never steer me wrong or never say too much.
It is my shelter from the pouring rain
And when I feel lost at sea
All I have to do is smile and go along with my day,
Because I know it will always be there for me.
To me my room is my safe horizon,
And definitely the best place to be.
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