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Dec 2014
you want
a part-time job
as a backup if the
guitar in your hands
fail to entice
under moonlit skies.

this kind of idealism
is the beauty I long for
in this  world of
status, competition,
envy.
Recently, I've been wishing I were more pragmatic: my idealism may cause more damage to me than I'd like.
Aria of Midnight
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Aria of Midnight
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   Pax
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