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When that Song Hits your Ear

Emma Majaury

Creative Writing Editor


It just pulls at

the casing of my soul,

letting the sun burn bright against its jelly surface

letting it all melt loose,

a satisfied sizzling,

an out of reach itch scratched,

Igniting a lost feeling of

full joy.



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