Sitting on a flat piece of rock right in front of a small shallow lake which has the deepest depth of up to my shoulder . The water was extremely clear and I could see the pebbles at the bottom of the lake , even in the deepest part , so much light was shining through the water and the bed of the lake was brightly litted and was reflecting light . A breeze of wind blew pass the still surfaces of the lake , creating some small waves and ripples . Everything was quiet , but the wind . The breeze sweeping pass me , carried away my worries and thoughts . I am left still...silent and quiet ...like in an endless void within me . The small hills that surrounds the lake are lush green with trees and forest and plains and fields . It is indeed a treasure .
This is my imaginery inner world .
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