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All that chaos 

And debates

All that fire

So distant

In a tiny room

Unable-

To stand, to listen, to relate

To hold...

One came asking me my opinion

I smiled at her mummery 

Words lost in mild headache

Why can't I be a part of it?

Disgust filled with void 

Throwing my phone away

I connected the earplugs to the chaos

I slept peacefully then

Apparition in the crowd

is appreciated.