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My Space
The place I can be alone
Sometimes we need some time out
In a place we can be totally alone,
To regroup and assess one’s life
A special place we can call our own.
I often lay on my bed listening to music
And write of life, love, sadness and fear,
This space adorned with bright colours
My favourite special place is right here.
A weekend afternoon has passed by
And I have done very little to show,
Played some songs, read for awhile
And written of heartbreak and woe.
Darkness falls and I close my eyes
Falling into sleep so peacefully,
My space where I can be alone
My bedroom’s that space for me.
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