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On a Summer Note
Folder:
Which Do Not Belong in what key was that Indian summer
written? alternately counting the tumbling
leaves and careering meteors burning
brightest in their final seconds than all
the rest that time granted them combined
every off chord and sour note strummed
to no more noble end than to prance
out a beauty boredom symphony in
my bones while the memory in my
fingers works out the scale and the music
i know it exists among
A sharps and E flats most major minor
somewhere
oooh,i thought i already commented on this one but i guess not,i love this one it is so charming,all of your poems are so good and eclectic!well lovies to ya boyka!