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Ribcage Tabernacles

I implore you to listen to your heart. Not in the trite metaphorical sense, but literally. Find yourself a stethoscope, sit down, and...

Loose Change

You could write one thousand symphonies to the tune of “I don’t understand,” but no combination of chords will ever unlock the lockbox...

In the Key of E

Sometimes I hum those secret notes And imagine you can hear But this interlude is silent And it weighs heavy on my ears Maybe those four...

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