I wander through the wilderness
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To get away from the bright lights
Of the city.
I have to slow down,
And catch my breath,
And not let my problems
Leave me buried in self-pity.
I need to smell the fresh air
And drink from the streams clear waters.
I need to clear my head
And put my life in order.
I must not let life's pains and
Stress get to me,
That is why I am sitting under this here tree,
And breathe God's fresh air and see all of
Life's beautiful visions that are right
In front of me,
In the wilderness,
Ronald Peter Ciras