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Sep 2017
I followed in a dream
one day,
a melancholy sound
Beating the drums
in my ears
as my heart
pounds,
With every uncertain step
I took
the sound began to fade,
reaching an empty
candled lit room
with a child,
wiping tears from her face,
I asked
what were those
haunting sounds
I had heard?
She opened her mouth
with a bit of a smirk
"It's a sad machine,
I play...
I found it in a dream...
when I followed
you,
one day."
Pepper Dove
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Pepper Dove  28/F
(28/F)   
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