Dusty Poetry #79

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I retreat into a quiet place
Where I can be in peace,
Though people all around me race
The noise they make does cease.

I do not hear a sound
Though you shout at me my name.
I don’t even look around
And my emotions stay the same.

I do not tread upon the height
And I do not traverse the low,
I remain inside my tepid site
And it is all I wish to know.

I will never feel the thrill of hope,
Nor will I taste a great defeat,
Wrapped in quiet I will cope,
Within the peace of my retreat.