After a mostly dreamless night, I awoke eager to witness something grand However, the day was sort of stagnant - But still, I imagined blissful fantasies. For I cannot recall a time when I didn't have at least that, My own secret haven separate from everyone else... Where everything is perfection; in an empty solitude Of non-being, that from which everything sprung.
Aromatic Lavender Buds, Purchased at the Farmer's Market!
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