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A Violin Played

By: synthesisterami

Page 1, Part of a poem that I never finished. I guess I just lost my grip on the inspiration that initially drove it. Shrug. I dunno.

A single violin played:

One, sole, lonesome note

The strings, they made;

Breathing life to all he wrote


The bow did carve

With such perfection

Scaling the stave

With precise direction


Over this legato

Another, second, violin,

Singing a brave staccato

Marched right in

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