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Waltz of the Leaves – music poem part 7
Aug 5, 2024 Verse 1Sitting at this table, been writing for hours,For you, I’m risking everything, as my hand cowers.I write through the night, that reveals me like red wine,my weakness is being too honest and way too kindFinding no rest, I choose the ink over sleep,vivid verses, but between the lines, they dreamHoping for…