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Jan 2013
My heart sang to the sweet melody
Of my crying piano
I was so sad, my lashes wet with tears
If only my prayers could cure my fears
My fingers moved slowly from white key to black
As I bite my lip to keep from sobbing
These are the moments I miss my viola
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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