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Solitude  


There is a solitary berry
On a fine vine

Of solitude - Infused

Time,

Making for
The finest of wines

Partaken particularly
In times

To be defined

By

The partaker
That has partaken:

Well then,

Make mine
A mixture

Of

Lament – Adjacent
To jubilant,

A stellar, North Star
Fixture -

To find my way
On any given

Day;

Make that
Night.

Make mine in a
Texture

Of

Allure,

A frequency – Frequent,
That

Plays in rays,
Raised

In a womb of aplomb
Of a fine

Instrument.
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
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Author's Note
Yet again...

I was meditating and fell asleep, a different form of sleep, perhaps.

I awoke and lines of Poem surfaced from depths of darkness...

I saw also a instrument, producing the music of solitude.

It was so fucking beautiful man.

Like otherworldly beauty...

Like seeing your soul.

I was thinking of a different approach for this, but it went where it went.

This is one I really want to revisit.

I think there could be a plethora of manifestations...

Or even...

A book?

The Music of Solitude

This gives me reverberations of electricity.

...
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