It was only a temporary escape.
A quite hiding place
With tranquility in its scape.
It was just a space for thought.
A place to optimize creativity
Or revise what I’m taught.
Solitude is my minds home
A dwelling place for my thoughts
A sky for the lightning in my brainstorm.
Solitude is more than a field for my intuition,
I may have just found my new addiction…
By : Phanuel Ayelum.
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