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Jan 2013
Silent.
Silent in the night,
Everyone sleeps,
Isn't that right?

But.
But someone's awake,
This late at night,
Isn't that right?

Why.
Why are they awake,
Because of a fight,
Isn't that right?

But.
But they won't rest,
Is it too much light,
Isn't that right?

This late at night?
Because if a fight?
Too much light?
No.

It's a poet,
Who simply cannot rest his mind.
NOT because its late at night.
NOT because of a fight.
NOT because of too much light.

He just wants to rest his mind,
And go to sleep.
And new poems he'll safely keep.
Until the next day he waits,
Until new poetry awakes.
NOW isn't that right?
For Sh*tz & giggles, cuz I can't sleep.
Good Night.

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Aikin The Deadman
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