sometimes
the world is so loud
I long for silence
to be my companion
early mornings
late nights
noises fall off
like withered petals
the world
is beautiful again
I don’t mind
counting breaths
hearing own thoughts
feeling exhaustion
sensing pain
stripped of
layers of interference
soaked in quietness
my soul is
revitalised
Flicker of Thoughts 
What a lovely feeling and a lovely expression of words.
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Thank you. Mordern world can be challenging for an introvert like me. 😑
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Your welcome ❤️
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