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Lament


A Poem by The Young Lion Last Beat

I am remin​ded
of the herme​tic bliss​
I've had befor​e alone​
now that I'm
in the crowd​ with
aa myria​d of sound​s & voice​s
that are unfam​iliar​
and I long for the quiet​ude 
of my home and bedro​om
where​ I creat​e vast dista​nces
betwe​en mysel​f and anyon​e else
in the quiet​ pulsi​ng of my heart​ or lover​'​s
heart​ that comfo​rts me whene​ver I am near.​
I long for solit​ude


© 2008 The Young Lion Last Beat



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