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Mar 2016
It's just so serene,
The subtle sounds of the machine.
The light pitter-patter,
Removing all that ever mattered.
I sit in silence,
Entranced by this unnoticed violence,
The cause of my insanity,
And most definitely the source of my serenity.
Written by
Holden Feldbauer  Arizona
(Arizona)   
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