Fresh air
Quashed in a closed compartment
gasping for air
an inlet came to rescue
cooled, let list return
in the drab atmosphere
gasping for air
an inlet came to rescue
cooled, let list return
in the drab atmosphere
Give a minute
Do you think a speck of light an ointment, a beacon of hope, a welcome guest evermore, a solace, repose ? But have you bothered a minute in the dark ? Do you feel the soothing silence ? An elusive serenity amidst mania that is life Yes, right there. Can you spare a moment with yourself ? If you can you will spot subtlety in macrocosm deep beneath the mantle, meet you from you(s).
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