Wanting silence to take over, keeping me away
from crowds of people talking and laughing.
Right now, needing to be quietly alone, nothing
interfering in thoughts of placid complacency.
Crawling through the traffic of my mind this
morning, signals of mystery awakening.
Growing infinitesimally, their mysterious signs
of inner intellect.
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