Amid the hustle of the day I stay my calmest self.
In hurried places I reflect on meanings, hidden strengths.
And when the day nears to its end, the night has fallen soft.
I lie my thoughts right here to rest. At peace in Open Salon.
When friends and foes from far and near their faces hardly known
Expose true feelings hurts and jokes for all of us to enjoy.
That's why I know how to remain amid the storm in calm
My thoughts will crumble my words explode
At the keyboards even hush
And if at the end nobody reads nobody cares to write
So for the better those jumble-jings
Have found a place to strive.


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You accurately described this place.
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