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the emptiness

a silent room

a whirling fan

thoughts echoing

a lone at last

free to feel and think your way

emotions strewn across your bed sheets

the quiet trees, green and rough

stare at you, daring you to not speak

challenging you to be still

no words come out but other sweet sounds are heard

the chatter of the brids, the scuffling up a tree, whistling of the wind

a lone at last

free to admire the earth

to gaze at nature for hours at a time

and hypothesize as a scientist would

why do the butterflies hover over the grass?

the meaning of life, the meaning of your life

who you are, what you are doing

a lone at last

no judging eyes to break your security

no confusing glares at your every thought

just you and the silence

truly solidarity teaches you more than any companionship

can you say you know yourself?

empty hands, cold shoulders

dry lips

laughing uncontrolably at a random thought

watching your reflection in the everchanging waters

discovering your beauty

the connection with nature

fearfully and wonderfully made

your biggest critic

holding yourself back

bringing you down

forcing those emotions out

get to know yourself better

find your quirks, the complex system of who you are

talk to yourself, teaching yourself about what is going on

be honest, what is beautiful?

the sun, the animals, trees

if them why not you?

God's finest creature

you are your own worst enemy

so becaome your own best friend

reinforce the securities

and above all smile, laugh all the negativity and lies away

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