in the ring of things
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It's getting darker and the thoughts are swarming in like bumblebees on a pre-summer day |
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An unexpected rain is penetrating the stiffening air |
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It's around midnight and the jazz has just begun. A steady rain is now formulating words, yet incomprehensible for the master of the pen |
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