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Me, Myself, and Serenity
I felt like a fly on a wall today.
Sitting there, unnoticed.
I didn't like it much.
The lack of attention I got was
So unfamiliar, so unwanted.
Yet it was weirdly relaxing.
The world left me alone
To die a peaceful death.
A gift of inconsideration on their part.
A lovely surprise to me.
My hatred was fueled often,
Ignited by fears of relaxation.
And fears of giving in to it all.
But here I am, drifting
Into the abyss
Of Serenity.
Sitting there, unnoticed.
I didn't like it much.
The lack of attention I got was
So unfamiliar, so unwanted.
Yet it was weirdly relaxing.
The world left me alone
To die a peaceful death.
A gift of inconsideration on their part.
A lovely surprise to me.
My hatred was fueled often,
Ignited by fears of relaxation.
And fears of giving in to it all.
But here I am, drifting
Into the abyss
Of Serenity.
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