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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Day 6 --- A stranger

DUCKY @ [written*sanctuary]

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Start: 2121
Music: "Moon" // George Winston
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You held my hand when the moon was high
Kissed my lips and made me sigh
Breath lifting up into the sky
I should've known better than to lie
But the way it lifted up to the stars
Even though I knew in my heart
That the promise "We'll never be apart"
Was doomed right from the start
It made me want to lie
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End: 2123
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Start: 2125
Music: Piano Sonata #8 in C Minor, Op 13 "Pathetique" //
Beethoven (played by Vladimir Ashkenazy)
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There are stairs. She runs up each one with her heart in her feet,
racing to see which will falter first and hoping neither does. She
gets to the top - too scared to worry about breathing - breaks
down the door - too worried to be scared about being followed,
not when she's looking, searching, her mother, her father -
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"They took them."
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She doesn't turn at the voice, doesn't ask if he's lying, doesn't
scream, doesn't yell.
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Her knees give out first.
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End: 2129
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Start: 2129
Music: "Summer 78" // Yann Tiersen
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There's a house on a hill
Green and full of daffodils
And a child I used to know
She rolled in the grass
Made her white dress match
The playground that she claimed as her own
I can hear her laugh when I dream
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End: 2131
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Ache
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There was something in her eyes tonight
Something in the way it gleamed and made her
Move like she was made of moonlight
Her smile was a play
I didn't have a script but I knew if I asked nicely
She would feed me the lines word for word
Guiding my hands, my mouth, my fingers
Knowing exactly what she wants and how I can deliver
Directing me as to when to stop, when to breathe
How fast and how deep
And I swear I feel her thoughts before she tells me anything
But by morning she disappears
Leaving whispers in my ears
Of scenes filmed entirely in moonlight
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Yes, a stranger is a difficult person to write about, especially a stranger that you have never spoken to, never seen from afar, whose voice you've never heard, never even seen a photo of. This defines a true stranger. I came across this individuals blog and I instantly fell in love with their style of writing. Beautiful. Even the chilling poetry feels warm. Simply beautiful. I admire every piece this soul posts. Each one, I can feel, is wrote in true depth, with complete dedication. PLEASE carry on with your wonderful writing Ducky, you are putting people in awe, even if you have no idea.

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