Writer, Musician, Everyday Magic Seeker
Posted on February 19, 2020
by Morrigan Harker
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The numbers are cold,
The musical notes still warm
With the sensuous scarlet
That also decorates the dotted line
Of the contract I just signed
In my own blood—
I sold my soul
So I could let others
Commune with their own.
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