Q: "What do you imagine when you hear the word 'peace?'
A: "I picture a field of sunflowers, me dressed in white, facing the sun with my eyes closed. Being able to breathe for once."
sunflowers
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the wind whispers
its breath fills my ears
a shiver rattles my spine
i feel the urge to cry
my tears aren't of sadness
of pain
or despair
they are of relief
of happiness
filling the air
i face the sun
my hands roam free
i listen to sunflowers
as they sway in the breeze
my eyes are closed
but i can see
my senses explode
i can finally breathe