Nightlife
Blurry in the midst of the moonlight dim
is the face of everyone,
all steadfast.
Following every beat of fleeting happiness.
The liquid of solitude
giggles within my throat,
down to my stomach–
gives warmth, gives hope.
The music blows everybody’s ear with sarcasm,
where inside is the sanctuary of escapism.
The time that warns every moment was neglected–
“Carpe diem!”
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