"the peace of mind"
the wind is recovering from a long lost distance,
to something everywhere, the monad beyond descrpition,
a sizeable debate about words of importance,
has cut through our awareness, a fish out of water,
and in the running forth of time, they sound their wind chimes,
to a voice beyond transcendence with a melody without cadences,
the peace of mind is troubling to the wealth without a grip,
but to the little, humble kid, it is just a gift.
by Ryan Ventriloquist
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