halcyon

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in the dim lit jazz pub
i sat imbibing far too many pitchers
of whiskey.
i felt calm the more inebriated i got.
the chaotic noises of the world
came to a close only allowing
the soft melody of the
saxophone and the piano.
clearing up my mind of all stress and thoughts.

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