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Rift
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Rift

Poem By Aram Stefanian

Solitude has lured me into a trap where I'm freaked out
I never realized I wouldn't find a special friend
Tongue-tied from suffering pain, I cannot shout
My expectancy is wearing thin, I'm going around the bend

If I can't get along with a Homo sapiens like you
I'd better look for amigos among the non-humans
Who aren't senseless to place amity under a taboo
I'm not xenophobic, I can get in even with demons

If we've unlearned to love, we're mental cripples
We'll stay impoverished if we deny that divine immortal gift
Narcissistic and vain, we behave like social animals
I hope there's still time to think it over and heal a rift

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