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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.