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Jan 2015
the vibe became unmanageable
I had to step outside

and when my tenseness was
met with motherly dark
the shouting became
muffled whispers

oh, beautiful night
you know not of
vanity or pride

or senseless need
to assert
intelligence

you just are,
as you have been:

immensely more
profound, than
all that we have been
or will do

it's as simple as that

I take a drag of
my cigarette & smoke
mixes with the
enlightened night air

& the mindless
shouting becomes song
fickle things, human beings
EJ Aghassi
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EJ Aghassi  31/M/Palm Desert, CA
(31/M/Palm Desert, CA)   
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