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Mar 2014
When the dust is kicked up
and everything from the
hidden recesses of my mind
are revealed,
I hear quarter tones.

When my emotions
soar up high into the air and
EXPLODE like firecrackers,
I hear quarter tones.

When my friends look right
through me like a
clear, single-paned window.
I hear quarter tones.

So close are those quarter tones to the true note yet they are never on-pitch.

I am a quarter tone.
Quarter tones are increments of 25 in scales between every note known to man. They are creepy and don't sound good to my ears.
Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr
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Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr  My Home Is Wherever I Go
(My Home Is Wherever I Go)   
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