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Apr 2015
The racket
starts it all;
lights the chain;
sounds the call.
Ever-present
is the echo;
it screams
to let go.
Let go.
Let go.
Written by
Nick Burns  Everything Was Beautiful
(Everything Was Beautiful)   
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   NV
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