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Dec 2014
The needle drops, and
there is a light pull
on a lover's hand

The needle lifts to rest once again
Fingers brush, not sure
if they are permanent

A multiplicity of canva
Each being filled
With a lover's new muse

The needle drops
Fingers brush, never
To touch again
Julia Hunter
Written by
Julia Hunter  California
(California)   
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   ---, JAK AL TARBS and Rose
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