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May 2012
There is a rhythm

That only we hear

Our slumbering hearts

Awakened by ear

Less heard then felt

Like a gathering storm

Almost tangible

A thunderous form

Not skin but bones

It pounds through your core

Our sonic souls

Each the other’s door
Gracie Ghost
Written by
Gracie Ghost
   --- and Lavina Akari
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