In A Quiet Moment

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In a quiet moment, nothingness is heard.

But many thoughts are there, waiting to be put to word.

In a quiet moment, all of me is still.

Yet movement remains in my head, against my minds own will.

In a quiet moment, nothing do I touch.

But sensation is all around me, I still can feel so much.

In a quiet moment, my eyes are closed in sleep.

Yet they continue to function, as in my dreams I weep.

In a quiet moment, it seems I am the only one there.

But I am surrounded by others, for true quiet moments are rare.

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