Find peace

Don't fret the small details when your mind wanders off
As the beauty of it is to withstand the pain
Of the winter's coming with coldness past the vein
As the ice melts away of the sunshine cut-off

Level the playing field by smiling as display
To pretend the grand part of the parade's marshall
Leading the cold value of the light's impartial
As shining inner core to the dreams sad slay

Given a chance to rise, stand tall and show the pride
That will carry freedom to shine in all ventures
And will guide future past storming adventures

Now find the greatest hurt and comfort it in stride
Look deep into the eyes of this fiery beast
To reclaim the process of the internal peace

◄ Swimmingly

Steam Whistle ►

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