Stringed Instrument

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The first drops of rain to the sea were mine
Salted as the sea they belonged to
Water bullets hit the ground

The net no longer held power over the sea
No protection as I was the one who left it

My heartstrings pulled and tuned
As the rain strung it like an instrument
An instrument that played emotions
Washing numbness away
I felt the pain of words trying to escape

February 2nd, 2020

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