Ataraxia
As I laid in the bed dreaming of them they called...
Time had completely came to a hault...
My state of mind couldn't decipher the time or day...
But the one who shows me equanamity and peace all the time presence was definitely shown and known in my lost state
How do you remain so placid in such a hectic world...
How do keep your demeanor so serene in a realm chaos...
Your ways and actions always lull me into a mindless daze...
My relax state from your influence always amazes me...
How is this done when you are so consumed...
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