Short poem. "Sedated".

I wrote this one last night. :3

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Sedated

Silently. I lay here. The beats of the keyboard playing a sweet melody.
It's song. Sliding through my head.
A sickle of tones, notes and octaves. The blade of which can only have been carved by someone of the divine.
Cutting away the chains of my consciousness, allowing me to drift away into the clean horizon which lay ahead of me.

Serene grace.

God. It's good to be free.

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Comments? Could be improved in a few places, in my opinion.