Inner Sanctum

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By Albert Ahearn

While half of humanity sleeps And their normal noises desist: Those raucous rackets I abhor Give pause for mental pleasantries: Sustaining thoughts can now linger Long without any distractions, Melodious sounds of silence Can soothe my psyche once again. Oh! If they could sleep forever I would have no need for slumber Unencumbered by fantasies Of the mind sought only in dreams. Lo! Those intrusive sounds I hear It’s what I feared: they have wakened.

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