Dust tickles my nose
As it’s carried on a man-made breeze
It’s quiet here
Almost silent
If not for the occasional page turned
And the building creaks
As the world shifts
For a moment
Just for a single moment
Life is at peace
-Kel Dayheart
By Kel Dayheart
Dust tickles my nose
As it’s carried on a man-made breeze
It’s quiet here
Almost silent
If not for the occasional page turned
And the building creaks
As the world shifts
For a moment
Just for a single moment
Life is at peace
-Kel Dayheart
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