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Dec 2013
He came reluctantly
And backed away
This strange instrument
The complex *******
Technical paths obscure
Finally from Pushing
He rested..
Then hearing
A horn Sound
With direction
And no direction
Filling his space..
Dedication renewed
Complexity dissolved
A Pull now
Of horn's beauty..
Push and Pull
Co-creation
A soul engaged
Playing a horn…
CharlesC
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CharlesC
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