out there
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I have my own little corner of the house
It isn’t much
It isn’t big
But it is mine
It is warm and cozy and comfortable
It helps me breathe.
What lays out there
in the deep of the night
with roaring blazes of life and light
masses so big whose dance is so fine
a sweet sound of nothing
silence divine
I realize I've been staring
