Some dew spread here and there
A lazy breeze bang the face
It’s a gentle dawn that rise
It’s so spurious in some terms
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It reminded me of Emily Dickinson's My Soul selects Her own Society...it's smart to see you are willing to rob the world to build a mansion in solitude...solitude is a better rendezvous for meeting one's own self!
Longing for privacy with a desire to be away from the din and the crowd..... Building a mansion of solitude and shrinking into a world of one's own is rejuvenating at times.... Enjoyed reading!