Where does your peace lie? With family, friends? Someone else? Or is it materialistic? Figurative? Or maybe illusionary? Because tell me, what does peace even mean?
Here's a poem about my musings on ...
Where does your peace lie? With family, friends? Someone else? Or is it materialistic? Figurative? Or maybe illusionary? Because tell me, what does peace even mean?
Here's a poem about my musings on ...