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Unlimited Comfort

Comfort comes in all forms.

By Frida Ramos They/herPublished 4 years ago • Updated 4 years ago • 1 min read
Unlimited Comfort
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Comfort in my loneliness.

Comfort in silence.

Comfort from the morning sun rays slipping through the blinds.

Comfort when the sheets of the bed are soft against my legs

Comfort in my own skin

Comfort in repetition

Comfort in repetition

Comfort in repetition

Comfort and fear combined

Comfort makes us blind

Comfort in chaos when it's organized

Comfort in the smell of changing seasons

Comfort in things that are easy to recognize

Comfort from cold pouring rain

Comfort in the unknown

Comfort in emotions felt in the soul

Comfort in waves

Comfort from a positive praise

Comfort in the way the moon shines at night

Comfort from closing my eyes signaling the end of the day

Comfort when thoughts...

Halt.

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    Written by Frida Ramos They/her