Silence in White

Oh the silence of the morning, what a softness it assumes. Without a soul to disappoint, and yet I sit alone. The world begins to wake, my spirit attempts to unfurl, and just then the peace is crumbled through sound of your echoing cries. Much I wish to regain that once clouded vision, where we could sit in the stillness, alone-yet not…where we can awaken for once…hand in glove. 

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