Peace of mind to keep.
Is like a treasure to receive.
One has been given.
To at first disbelieve,
The quality of it.
And keeping it away,
From thieves of peace.
Is not an easy thing to do.
Especially when it becomes noticed,
How precious it is.
To the one who values it the most.
Then everything is tried.
To pry it away.
Regardless of how one got it.
Yet suspected to have something,
No one can physically detect.
When peace of mind comes,
To the one who gets it...
The appearance of it is not faked.
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