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13th November, 2002. 6:16 pm. Written by my wonderful sister, [info]therese19

The smoke curled from my lips.
In breaths.
The music soothed my soul.
Sitting underneath the spotlight I let my reflection lay on the table.
I leaned back and rested my head on the seat behind me.
I was calm.
The music jolted the club.
I was surrounded by the music.
Only music.
Not my problems.
Not my fears.
Not my insecurities.
I was not alone.
Music.
Music was with me.

--Therese Claxton

I hadn't known that she was a poet until this, but she definitely is. I'm so impressed. I love her.

Love,
Anita

Current mood: impressed.
Current music: "I Love You," BNL.

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