A Silent Reckoning

When that stillness is a shadow,

so much internal turbulence,

a quiet to anxious observers.

While somehow we will deliver.

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If in the middle of the night,

a sudden reckoning occur,

what might have meant well,

becomes another albatross.

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Oh, if only dreams suggest,

a fictional parallel to truth,

might that we could endeavor

and let this world find peace.

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That torment in the twilight,

is what makes our purpose

so real that we are steadfast,

torn apart by our realities.

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Find openings within ourselves,

would anxiety be of some relief.