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Three Strings Detached
There are three strings missing
On my violin,
I think of touching the last one,
But it’s very delicate and thin,
Outside the dusty window
And closed-compact walls,
Is a road that goes far
And stands tall.
Down that easy road,
Bearing risks of a rough patch,
Some blind-trustingly go aboard,
While some get weighed down
By the fear of detach.
There are...
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