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WHERE IS THE PLACE,
WERE WE FEEL SAFE..
PROTECTED FROM LIFES STORMS.
A PLACE TO SIT IN SILENCE,
IN THOUGHTS..
THAT OF OUR OWN.
NO GAIL WINDS BLOW,
A HARBOR VOID OF STORMS.
TO REST THE WEARY RACING MIND..
AWAY FROM LIFES FOUGHT BATTLES.
TO BREATHE AGAIN..
TO SEE AND FEEL..
LIFE IT IS WORTH LIVING.
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SHELTER COVE
SHELTER COVE
