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Thin Notes Huitain

How you moved through me like music, nervous hands now strum a guitar. This shy soul connected can pick, I never could before. It’s bizarre. These fingers will soon build a scar that’s filled with the glow of limelight. The dragonflies are what they are, a breath of thin notes at midnight.

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Date: 7/9/2025 2:31:00 PM
Amazing work, Melani - really love this
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Melani Udaeta
Date: 7/9/2025 3:29:00 PM
Thank you. Blessings.

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