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A Note

A Note

It wasn’t voluntary, it just happened.

It wasn’t a special day at all

But when that cello played

So well and strong

and pulled each memory into

the song, and I felt it lift me

well,  I flew too

I felt it touch my pain brand new

And in elation and I,

a tear

Then stopped

Emotions mirror.

 

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