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Poetry: Running from Sounds

Poetry: Running from Sounds

Oh, how I used to hate
Noise from world outside
Much more, noise from the head
It tears my peace
It destroys my calm

I ran to somewhere
But nowhere seems tranquil
I ran to the other side
Still, chaotic
To the heart, to the head
TO THE SOUL

I ran to myself
After everything
Calm seemed to resonate more
I was finding it in the wrong places
It was in me all along


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