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TDN
Poems
Mar 2011
Tape Recorder
Saw and bow.
Black keys and white keys.
The strings, oh the strings.
The sweetness
of a voice
floating over the sound
and giving birth to a melody.
The tape recorder between us.
Writeperformrecord.
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