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They tore our homes apart, causing us to flee to the sanctuary across the sea.

When my country turned on its people, I never expected it to be because they elevated the wrong leader—a leader who promised peace but instead brought hardships. As we live each day in fear, we now must be conscious of where we go and who we speak to. One wrong person could turn us in. Sending up straight into the hands of death like lambs to the slaughter.

In the heart of the forest, there was a hidden sanctuary where time seemed to slow. As she stepped inside, a sense of calm washed over her, elevating her spirit to a place beyond the ordinary world. Here, the air was thick with peace, and every breath she took made her more conscious of the beauty around her. Birds sang songs of forgotten legends, and the trees whispered ancient secrets. With each passing moment, she felt her burdens lighten, her mind sharpening, as if the sanctuary itself was attuned to her soul. The world outside faded, and in this sacred space, she discovered who she was meant to be. Every thought, every feeling, felt more aligned than ever before. She closed her eyes, grateful for this haven that reminded her of life's true essence. The wind carried her worries away. Here, she was home.

We must make the conscious choice To elevate the nation To turn it to a sanctuary Safe for everyone A place of hope and goodwill Striving for peace throughout the earth

As I walk into the _sanctuary _of my own home, where my significant other awaits, I see her in the living room, asleep on the couch. But my entrance opened her eyes and made her _conscious. _After she sees that it is I, she physically and emotionally elevates, and gives me a hug and kiss.

A sanctuary can be anywhere. Just a place where you feel safe. Where you feel a home. It where you don’t need to constantly feel conscious of your surroundings, you know it’ll protect you. It can be a person, it can be a place. It just has to be something that makes you feel more than ordinary, something that elevates you to feel extraordinary. And if you haven’t found that, it’s okay, you may never. A sanctuary is a rare state, but if you find it you should hold on and never let go.

I was in a conscious state Brids fly by as I can see They go to their sanctuary by the sea My eyes seem to elevate as they fly To see their beauty as the wind blows In uininson they flow As they travel into the unknown The colors of sunrise Stopped everything as The world watched as they flew by

Here, conscious of my placement, I stand planted atop an outcrop of magnificent rock. "Elevate the body, elevate the mind." I recalled the words that had stumbled across me earlier that lifetime, a truth I had come to realise. I gazed upon the expanse below me, the vibration that beckoned to us drifters. The city. I decided to remain up here, for this is my sanctuary.

The first thing that I noticed was that I was conscious. The second was that my leg was killing me. I winced and elevated it. It was definitely broken. After sitting for a few minutes, I tried standing up. I was in an ancient sanctuary, will old stone walls covered in moss. Curiosity filled me and I made my way to a huge door. Curiosity killed the cat, a voice warned in my head. Well, I am not a cat, so it can’t kill me. I stepped through the door to see what awaited me on the other side.

I’m conscious, confused, and I have Nothing left to do. Other than worry And hurry to not mess up. For if I do The floor will undo, and pretty soon, So will the moon.

I wish I could get out of this cell, and Elevate high up to the sky, so I won’t Have to keep finding a sanctuary, for Safety, from this dark and shady life. -aubrey