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Sep 2018
And the hour was late
Standing in the dark
Open and terrifying
How the night air screamed
Headphones in
Eyes closed
With soft rap lyrics
And impending guitar riffs
Let your hands do the movements
Feel the words and beat
Conduct the symphonies
Get lost for the moment
Accepting certain peace’s
Lost to you during the sunlit hours
Choked up on life
Finally remembering to breathe
In the midnight hours when your minds at ease
When the sun starts to crack through the dark
It all doesn’t seem so desolate
Vinnie Brown
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Vinnie Brown  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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