
S-tillness folds over the twilight,
I-nside murmurs blur from sharp focus,.
L-onely considerations start to wind around,
E-choes gyrate, yet don't depart.
N-ature's snore, so delicate and sluggish,
C-onsumes insider facts we don't have the foggiest idea.
E-ncapsulate the calm, let it brew.



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