In early hours
I go deep
And keep
Everything away
Subconsciously stay
It is my domain
Where I remain
Least concerned
And not damned
Nothing enters stable mind
And find
Place to disturb
The wounds and rub
I have left it behind
So no one finds
Not even I think of it
And feel totally cut off and unfit
It is quite in early hours
When I enter
This stage
It is lovely experience in age
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