sitting by the riverside staring deep into the waters
with the subtle sound of jazz music playing from across the river
it came from an enjoyable place, perceived from the rhythm of the music
and from the bright lights that came from it
but my thoughts deafen my ears and emotions
remembering the trouble i had in the earlier self-agitation
constantly changing my sight from the stone steps to the boats
i pondered, and pondered, and pondered...
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