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All I seek daily is peace,
I hunt for this without surcease.
I try very hard but find no more,
Anxiety grips me to my very core.

I search for peace all in vain,
As my body is wracked with unceasing pain.
Some quiet time is what I seek,
Both mind and body are very weak.

One way of peace I used to like,
Was with my daughter to go on a hike.
Another kind of peaceful deed,
Was to find a good book and enjoy a read.


Written while an inpatient at Duke Williams Ward 3/10/17.