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My hands touch the cold keys pressing feverishly waiting to hear a sound that soothes.
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 9:18 PM UTC
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My hands touch the cold keys pressing feverishly waiting to hear a sound that soothes.
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 9:18 PM UTC
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