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A recorded reading of “She Comes and Goes”. If the player does not load, use the original audio source.
She comes and goes like a storm on the sea, whispering stay as she dances away— playing at love, but leaving the stage before the final note is played. She shouts into the hollow night, filling the emptiness with echoes of her voice— but it’s never enough to silence the quiet that follows her steps. My loving, my rhythm, my heart, my beat— she’s the song that drowns me, the pulse in my veins. My money, my hate, my music, my life— she’s the chaos I crave, the darkness and light. I am caught in her dance, a puppet to her song, and though I know the tune will end and leave me broken once more— I stay. For the music is mine, the rhythm is ours, and the beat will never be the same without her.
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