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The Journey and Her XI

by Stephanie Alfaia

if I were an instrument

I’d be your Spanish guitar
fine tuned to your fingers
sitting patiently on your lap
waiting, craving a melody
in sync with notes that pour
from your heart
think of a rhythm 
let it flow through me softly
and I will play for you 
every day… 

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