Serenity
In the serenity
Of the restless times,
Amidst all chaos
Standstill,
An imposed impasse
That defines
The priority of
An emotional world,
The world often makes
Nurtured the wrecked Self,
The self, reluctantly
Suffixing its worthiness,
To sustain
The perennial conflict.
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