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January 16, 2013
By Jkings SILVER, Rochester Hills, Michigan
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I do nothing but listen.
Low music mystically muzzled by trees,
mumbles in my ears.
Wind wisps through trees.
Beats boom bap,
fire click clacks,
crickets chirp.
Friends, homies, tell stories of once were.
Orchestra of the night.

© Gizelle S., Miami, FL

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