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Aug 2019
The fiddle is played,
each pitch followed by a beat of clapping hands
and laughs of relief;
the tavern sings into the night
as near the fountain,
you and I
dance till midnight.
willow sophie
Written by
willow sophie  the universe
(the universe)   
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   --- and Rogues Gallery
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