In the Quietude of the Night (a poem)

In the quietude of the night,
there is peace.

Words assemble in harmony
as I am able to pause.

In this stillness,
I strategize my perpetual struggle
      to deviate from the ordinary
      to find peace of the heart
      to cleanse my soul of fear
      to nourish who I am with love.

This night
and every night,
the world waits
for a brighter tomorrow.

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