105. My Happy Place
When this world became terrible,
And the suffering seemed unbearable,
All I could do was hide and shut off myself;
Running to a happy place in my soul’s shelf.
Away from the chaos and away from the fight,
I held on to this place with all my might.
Now life tries to take that away from me as well,
Leaving me homeless with no place to ever dwell.
-Rithin.
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