All my life
I have chased
Blue skies
With white clouds
All my life
I was surrounded by
Rainy skies with
Heavy dark clouds
All my life
I wanted to walk
Those calm paths
All my life
I stumbled
Upon my thoughts
All I’m asking
From this
Short human life
Is peace
A house on the beach,
A cabin in the woods,
Or a farm with my animals
Yet it seems too much to ask
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