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In the yoke
of your secret heart, I mused a crescendo of you without horn –- solitary dove dawn dancing in stream of plenty where stone becomes current yearning for a spot -- and barters paler pulses, makes the daws chatter our names in wilder tones, shines like stormy light glancing spheres. |
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the most beautiful symphony of all is played with the heart ~ you play me
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Great title PM- very nice
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the most beautiful symphony of all is played with the heart ~ you play me pkd: thank you |
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