Find me in the quiet,
wait for the world to be sill.
Let the silence encompass you.
Why run when you know I see.
I see all, your comfort only comes
from me. Those object, things, pleasures
they all fail you. Come to me.
Nothing else will bring the joy I do.
Compassion is because of me.
Your peace is what I give you.
Love is the beginning of it all.
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