my gold garden
a writing place a place where i find peace all my stress decreases me i can play any game just me and my thoughts hunger i may not feel but loving me for real my gold garden all names you may call me don't you see i still don't care i am peace in prayer indeed to all my prayers i do share i do not need to pare forgetting about life breath in lovely air talk to the birds they are better listeners i was once told my gold garden wish i could live there my heart that place it holds the gold is not the gold you say or see but the gold i feel making me different Evey time my golden garden A poets place of peace
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