You pluck the strings
And lethargy fills me
Like someone is pouring it from a jug
I find calm in all the chaos when you play
Ahh... there is Serenity
Greeting me in the trickle of notes
They tumble all around us
When you harp on me
I love sleeping under the stars
The deep dark blue of night
Filled with pinpoints of reassurance
Here in isolation
I lie in bed staring determinedly
At a ceiling of glow-in-the-dark dots
I miss feeling reassured
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