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The winds came and unsettled my mind.
The rain fell and mixed with my tears.
How can there be so much sadness?
Why are the skies always so cloudy?
Thankfully, I have a secret place.
A place that only I can go.
I go there when life gets tough.
When my thoughts are clouded.
It’s a safe place, I am alone there.
In my secret place – I am strong.
No one can touch me – I am alone.
In this place the sky is always blue.
The sun is always shining.
Well, it isn’t really – but I can make you think so.
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I think this is an interesting poem, but you might consider about revealing a bit more of the secret place--in a way that describes in more intimate details about why it is a comfortable place. It might help connect to your readers a bit more.
