THE FLUTIST.

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MEMORIES

He lifted his flute.

As one long, sad note

flowed into another

his lovely music

sang into the wind

a story of lost love.

Wistful music

transported his thoughts

back to a time long gone,

an enchanted time

of love and hope,

remembered by a heart

still crying for one

who captured his soul

then left him grieving

in the winter rain.        

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