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As the strings of a viola, I am like an oscillator, resonant with nervous energy: do... te-- le-- so fa me re do--; As a marble dropped onto a piano's keys, my pulse, with anxious accelerando strikes: pitch... pitch, pitch now, now now now now Stop.
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Nov 26, 2012
Nov 26, 2012 at 6:20 PM UTC
Please Do Not Smile at Me
As the strings of a viola, I am like an oscillator, resonant with nervous energy: do... te-- le-- so fa me re do--; As a marble dropped onto a piano's keys, my pulse, with anxious accelerando strikes: pitch... pitch, pitch now, now now now now Stop.
(c) KEP 2012 shall i even say it?
karen-elena-parks
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Nov 26, 2012
Nov 26, 2012 at 6:20 PM UTC
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