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Needy
There is no Music when you are not near.
Suddenly, I am deaf;
Unable to hear the harmonies of life,
Unable to feel the rhythm, the beating of love's drum.
And then, in its place dwells fear;
Fear you will never again appear.
Forsaking me, leaving me with no music.
poem
by
Monciana Edmondson
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