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Monday, November 12, 2012

nightingale






coffee on a
leafy boulevard
reminds me how
I love to watch

people move
discordantly
from voice

float within a
pensive adagio

ivory vibrates
their somber song
ever searching
for a truer tone

and I am caught
within each strain








Pamela A. Lamppa
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