Feeling silence...
I slid into the darkest and most tender hours...anxiously...
alone amidst the subtle ghosts and my imagination at play...
voices of immortal bards consoling me...
chattering on, crooning into the deepest hours of my contentment...
washing away the heavy yoke of living, the burdens of challenge..
seeing life thru someone else's eyes...
I feel good today...lost in some other world...
for a few solitary hours I am lifted into an ivory tower...
a sanctuary, with walls of snowy white prose...
now dawn comes... and brings along duty with it....
rest, repair, restore myself for trials to come....
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