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Spring of '79

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Shut eye
Much happening
I hear the overwhelming
Sounds mechanical noise
Outside my window
And it ain’t going away
But no one else hears
The haunting inside my head.

It seems that the innocence
Purity and beauty was meant to last
As if envy and jealousy
Were given new life
Rather struggling with a last gasp
And all the distractions
Illusions I’ve reached for
Just to be “normal”
Have a short shelf life
The negativity just makes me sad
Blaming others just to avoid accountability
I’ve played the martyr just to ensure
A tiny piece of social harmony.

Yet I still wonder
Was that specter in search of a soul?
A spirit beneath
The hallowed ground?
Why choose me?
I just wanted to be left alone
At peace
I’m not trying to be someone
I couldn’t bear to visualize?

I’m at a loss
And the cost has been expensive
Potential is expansive
Mere words
Where’s the action?

P-4/13/19.

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