It’s peaceful, this place I’m in,
quiet, no hint of sound,
still.
I’m motionless, weightless, colourless,
there is no warmth,
no chill.
I have no fear, nor sadness or joy,
safe in my box of wood,
released of my will.

Some fiction, some musings, some other stuff.
It’s peaceful, this place I’m in,
quiet, no hint of sound,
still.
I’m motionless, weightless, colourless,
there is no warmth,
no chill.
I have no fear, nor sadness or joy,
safe in my box of wood,
released of my will.

Amazingly unique! My thoughts have not ever gone where you just now took me when reading your words. Memorable!!
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Thank you very much. I appreciate your feedback.
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You’re welcome! I will remember you now for your unique poem!
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Isn’t it depressing?
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A twist in the ending…so unexpected!
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This sounds like a truly serene and peaceful state.
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