Steadily listening to a silence of interior peace,
filling every corner with trance-like solemnity.
Entering an atmosphere of relevant spiritual enticement,
luring me into catacombs of past religious tolerance,
resting in my presence.
Awaiting the ending of life's demise, in an avenue of
peaceful reverence.
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