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Feb. 12th, 2005 02:37 amIn the silence of the night I study,
there is only quietness around.
I hear the bubbling of the fountain
in the tropical world of chameleons.
The silence speaks to me
It promises no distractions
It sings to me of productivity
without the busy-ness of the day
I stare at the screen of my computer
A small box with endless possibilities
Within it holds my thoughts
I am hypnotized with my intellectual pursuit.
I allow the silence to embrace me
And I decend within my mind
Staring at the sceen of my computer
While the hours pass me by.
there is only quietness around.
I hear the bubbling of the fountain
in the tropical world of chameleons.
The silence speaks to me
It promises no distractions
It sings to me of productivity
without the busy-ness of the day
I stare at the screen of my computer
A small box with endless possibilities
Within it holds my thoughts
I am hypnotized with my intellectual pursuit.
I allow the silence to embrace me
And I decend within my mind
Staring at the sceen of my computer
While the hours pass me by.