Comfort
It is true comfort,
A comfort full of peace of mind.
Thinking to myself,
I contemplate deeply,
I make prayers inside my heart.
Love, expenses, and habits
Are reflected as the mind goes on.
With doubts,
And great fear,
deep within the soul
Asher Chipu
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