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4 a.m.
March 29, 2016
While the world is mute, I stare blankly
Into the emptiness of its pure silence.
As long as the world is asleep,
I perceive the tranquil softness in the night.
At 4 a.m. I find myself.
I secure my thoughts within the matters of life,
Of those who reamin consumed by dreams.
Whereas my mind wonders, aimlessly,
Being welcomed by this sublunary home.
The world remains my sole aid to find myself.
And at 4 a.m. while the world is mute,
I know I'm okay.
© Amanda S., Attleboro, MA
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I couldnt sleep one night at 4 in the morning, I felt inspired with the moonlight seeping through my window, which is how my poem came to be.