The respite,
Creeps in… whispering in the silence,
Deafening in its existence,
Yet quiet,
Beckoning in a sense of serenity
It’s just a couple of days,
When they could tip toe in
Through the cracks…
Leasing a new aura of hope
Of peace, of silence in chaos.
As I bid adieu,
The soft senses lingers…
Like a fragrance, whispering…
You've got it,
Until next time!
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