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Saturday, February 15, 2014

Concert

Bright lights blind me
uniform suffocates me
nervouness engoulfs me.
She steps onto the podium,
rest position.
She brings her hands up,
play position.
The first note.
The music flows out of me like
an overflowing glass,
I can't hold it in.
The sound mixes and melts together
like rich chocolate.
It's beautiful,
it's done.

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