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A Sacred Place
There is a place I go to
where the sky meets the sea.
It is somewhere
where I am free to dream
and free to be.
It is where I touch
the darkness
and the light
as they go in harmony
with my chaos.
A whole new rhapsody.
Thrilling aches awaken
buried loves ignite
and there’s no such thing
called boredom
where memories afire.
A somewhere to belong to
the place to lay and rest
There, no man can claim
and no lady can bargain
And time stood to the test.
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