In the night beyond the walls
where we labor unceasing
with our echoes of meaning,
far beyond the empty urban sprawl
further than even the stars
and yet close to the humming cars-
an unperturbed quiet.
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Writing, poetry and more writing.
In the night beyond the walls
where we labor unceasing
with our echoes of meaning,
far beyond the empty urban sprawl
further than even the stars
and yet close to the humming cars-
an unperturbed quiet.
