It's my getaway, my runaway,
My escape and my paradise
Where my thoughts become words
Where feelings flow from my hand and onto paper
Releasing all the pain inside.
It's my comfort zone.
It's my own world, made for only me
A gift from God I can never repay
It's where I run to when I am drowning in despair
It cures my aching with a healing hand
It drives my doubts down the drain.
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