Where I Belong

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When I look at nature,
everything stops
As I stare at the clouds, trees, and sunsets.

I feel at peace.
I don't feel alone.
Maybe it's the birds singing in the distance,
Or the colors that get more vibrant
then fade to a blue glow.

Maybe I'm obsessed,
Maybe I'm addicted,
But it's like a drug that
isn't necessarily dangerous.

It brings comfort
and I feel calm
Nature is where I belong.

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