I find myself drawn to the security
Of a single though
tNot a confluence of ideas
Or a sense that commonality
Is what binds us to one another
Yet the only angel I look to
Is the one who unravels expectation
And draws upon the night
The only true instance of silence
Where that security is a dream
That formats what we are
In this house, being ourselves.
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