Something magical about midnight
about the hours before dawn , i always
forget, the fun of staying up
nights, working on
paper dataset presentation,
i forget till it happens, i suppose
it wouldn't be this good if urgency
did not impose, coming with baileys-coffee,
all-out music mixture, despair and
so-inspired theories. If only a
horrible impossible capitalist
thesis were due every week.
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