Dwell

Its pure silence that

Stirs these walls tonight,

To be lost in your own thoughts

Now that can be a scary idea,

What could be worst

Then ones own mind,

To have the mind

In complete control,

So for such an event

Make sure to have,

Happy idea present

Never let them in,

Those pest of evil dwelling

Can take a back seat

And never come back again

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