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Sep 2016
Op. 61

and every chord strikes me like a bullet in the chest
and i can't breathe, i can't walk
because every chord reminds me of you,
and the loud thud of my own heartbeat
i listened to one of chopin's pieces for the first time today
and the finale reminded me of *him*.
and now i can't listen to it again hahaha
carolyn
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carolyn  philadelphia
(philadelphia)   
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   Stephen and Doug Potter
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