The curtain
A gentle whisper:
Something doesn't
Feel right.
I turn my attention
Elsewhere,
But the whisper
Becomes alarm.
What horrors have
Occurred while
I was distracted?
How will I handle
The outcome
Of this tragedy?
My body springs
Into action
Ready for the
Worst,
But once realized,
The situation is
Not dire.
No horrors await.
Something WAS
Askew,
But the unknown
Did not hold
Destruction.
Knowledge safe,
I go forth with
A gentle peace;
A better understanding.
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