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It is what it is

Published : Saturday, 6 January, 2018 at 12:00 AM Count : 281
Ainon N

Sometimes the stories
In my mind
Close the doors
I stand outside wondering
About bits and pieces of moments
Few smiles, few feelings
Vintage dreams
Pearls of memories
The delights I own

Sometimes the stories
Invite me in
And I get defined
By the characters
I free myself of my name
The fragments, the unsaid
is what the words say
Disengaged, uninterrupted
It is all in interpretation
The freedom of madness

Sometimes I go looking for
myself in the stories
and everything changes!

Ainon N writes from Chicago, Illinois

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