spirit instrument - xylophone

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The clear, refined

Notes reverberated inside her.

Her hands moved

Gracefully, even though

Her heart pounded 

And she only wanted to 

Curl up and cry.

On, she went, 

The sweet sounds

Encasing her and 

Protecting her

From their poisonous words.

She thought she began to feel stronger,

And allowed the music,

The pure, calm  music,

The xylophone created,

To whisk her away.

But she never came back.

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