The Cloak Of Night
The cloak of Night suppresses sounds:
all, but the faint beat of my heart.
Zoning out of reality,
I shelter in Night's quietude.
Muting the Day's cacophony,
the cloak of Night suppresses sounds.
Allowing me to sort my thoughts,
without the annoyance of noise.
When Chaos reigns inside my head:
distractions echo through my mind.
The cloak of Night suppresses sounds
the city, tethered to the Day.
Stepping outside of the moment,
my mind disengages with time.
And at the fringes of quiet,
the cloak of Night suppresses sounds.
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