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Submitted to Contest #218
Guitar strings. Unmistakable G-chord brightness, plucked with expert fingers, ring in church bell clarity across the darkness. Sting awake my foggy senses. I look up from my hands, from my bench, an unintended temporary nest. A place to rest and ride out my bad decisions. I recognize “Blackbird” by the Beatles. I don’t like this intrusion when I’m doing my best to numb my broken feathers. Buskers are just beggars with baggage. And it's much too late to catch the crowds. The glimmer of lovers and hard sparkle of the laughing packs of ...
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