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Saturday, June 2, 2012

Remembering



I remember not how big he was
but how small my hand felt
covered completely by his
as we sat
and listened
to the tide
of the sea
of music
or
to the simple
silent
symphonic sonata
of life
rising on
the stage
he introduced
my hand
in
his



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