In the back of a dimly lit shop,
Waiting for the quiet music from the front to stop.
It sneaks in and trains my mind in the way of melodies,
I bring my knowledge home where I can put ideas into practice,
I'm praying that poetry and whispered chords are the remedy.
I have a longing feeling,
He describes it as a craving.
For something more,
Something less.
A hunger,
More than animalistic,
It is necessary.
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