Refuge
To immerse myself in written word is bliss,
being out of tune is bliss.
In a world of chaos and atrocity,
it is key to find refuge.
Refuge is often lonesome,
yet being lonesome is also a solace comfort.
To be found among a deserted area,
is to be left to characterize one's self
in a character of another.
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