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May 2015
The melodic entrance begins
I'm undone like a spell
Willingly bewitched
Indulge me

Please sing; no voice, no soul
Even those lost have something to offer

Silence intrudes upon removal
Everything's suddenly missing
As I wander the world
No meaning but what my ears are subject to

Play another and make it count
One wrong pick and I'm disrupted

Make it count.
Kenneth Everett Rathburn
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