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I Hope

Beautiful Hands. Music floating through the room. Each note Each pause Each emotion A place I can tell. I could write-- if not for what he said. or what he did say. The rain. The falling. The flowers. The green. The life. The death. The Living. I wish I made --beautiful things. that people heard. or read. or saw. that changed the way they see the world. words can change people. right? --I hope.
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