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cruxeater · 3 months
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In the silence of solitude, I find my soul's embrace,
Amidst the echoes of my thoughts, in this solitary space.
No footsteps but my own, no voices to intrude,
Just me and my reflection in this solitude.
The stillness whispers secrets, only I can hear,
As shadows dance upon the walls, devoid of fear.
In the solace of the night, I find my sanctuary,
Where solitude becomes my friend, my solitary ferry.
Alone, yet not lonely, in this realm of my creation,
I delve into the depths of self, with introspection's invitation.
For in the quietude of being, I discover who I am,
Unraveling the mysteries of my essence, like a solitary lamb.
Though the world may whirl around me, bustling, never still,
I find solace in the stillness, on this solitary hill.
For in the depths of solitude, I find my greatest treasure,
A connection to myself, beyond all worldly measure.
So let the world spin on, in its bustling parade,
For in my solitude, I find the peace for which I've prayed.
Alone, yet never truly lonely, in this sacred space,
I embrace the beauty of being, in solitude's embrace.
— crux , signing out.
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