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| 141 2/17/02 The Warmth There is a warm place, That holds everlasting peace, Out in this cold world, Which seems to make all time cease, Trapping out the problems and pain, With only bliss to remain, A hallucinogenic numb feeling, Slowly leaving a permanent stain, Where by addiction is a feeling it leaves behind, Causing everything else to seem so unkind, No more worrying or trying to see, For the security and acceptance it does provide, Making life now seeming to all make sense completely, Giving just enough reason to merely be, Pointing out everything you didn�t know you had, All that is inside just waiting for you to find, So for all and for what the meaning can steer, Your emotions to something very near, To what you have always wanted in life, A mind filled with everything that is clear. |