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Poetry by Phonelight.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Drums
The sound of two drums
Pounding out of beat
reminds me of the heart.
Incomplete without its partner,
Pounding,
Waiting for its accompaniment.
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Tori
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This poem really speaks to me. I'm not exactly sure why but it does.
April 10, 2008 at 3:16 PM
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This poem really speaks to me. I'm not exactly sure why but it does.
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