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Oct 2013
like my father i could not bear
to listen to music,
i turned off the classical, i really did, i turned it off
and i cried because

i think,

no
i know i broke something and i know it was my
very own heart
(c) noa harriott
noa harriott
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noa harriott  seattle
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