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November 22, 2013 / austreberto

and i sang

and i sang

 

she came back

unexpectedly

 

filling the spots she had left in my body of orchestra

 

the woodwind sections within my lungs

restoring the breath

(though she still stole my breath every time i saw her)

 

i knew this because the music was whole again

 

i knew this because i was whole again

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