An Introverted Excursion

I awaken to the dew of nothingness;

Beyond the seas of tragedy,

I enter the plane of refuge;

No longer chased by the steads of chaos,

I am still as I ride onto the carpet of the winds;

Currents subdued by chance,

I dive in solitude,

But not from a movement of aloneness, 

But of gratitude. 

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