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Grief Leaving

A trickle of music
down the hall from my flat
floats slender fragments of sound--
Harmonis leaves glide down
out of cool, autumnal Brahms;

silver whispers touch my cheek
and I shiver; they are notes,
small and tender, tiny pulses
along my senses--

blue and burgundy percussions
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