She Is SOLACE (framed *)



From chaos to solace,
She made quiet the inner thunderstorm that was so loud it deafened my senses.
She is my resting place, a moment to collect my thoughts before they overwhelm me and render me paralysed
In her I found peace;
the elusive feeling I heard about but never knew.

- a brother incarcerated.

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