Waltzing through the tunnels of life, eyes full of stars,
awaiting the comeuppance of eternity.
Standing off, taken aback by the quiet unperturbance of
silence affecting outcomes of everyday life with a
screaming quietness inside.
Alone, unfettered, conquering fears of childhood with
reverent aspirations.
And peace begins.
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