Paradox

Isolated.
Free from noise.
But only for a minute,
For the sounds seep in through open doors and cracked windows.
Alone.
But just for the moment,
For you like to keep me company with your watchful eyes.
Pleading redemption,
As I attempt to embody this new oblivion.
Something I am not yet ready for.
Shut eyes.
Voluntarily blinded.
I still want more of this dark paradise.

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