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Listless witness to the tic toc,
the moons lit with the sun drop,
and in between, all my breaths weren't sought.
So I thought,
let me go into my soul,
into this is
where there is
somthin' cherished.
Unshared, if without merits.
A dimension
where nothing bad is mentioned,
and harmony and peace
aren’t far from me and out of reach.
All I have to do is,
breathe.

So please, don’t ask me to open my world.
For, your words forwarded won’t move you forward toward my soul.
It will remain closed, for it’s one place I have complete control…
it’s one place, I’m safe,
…from your world.