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Compose

November 14, 2014
By Anonymous

Hypnotized,
I could write for hours,
delivering with care
and attention
Music
to float free
on the wind,
that sweeps up snowdrifts,
that hug humongous trees.

Melodies
with different temperaments
to mesmerize
young children,
to break the hush
of the night
with a soft
but clear
tune.

With the click
of a key,
it can be wiped from the page,
delivered to the recycle bin,
chucked in the trash,
It lives on,
in my mind,
indelibly.



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