I moseyed around the lull, tranquil soul
Of a cloud filled to the brim with the breath
Of seraphs – there is comfort in between gasps
And blank, dead air of discontent and array
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A profound succint verses you had presented here and with erudite use of words. Well penned, such a kind of Wordsmith you are.