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Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
Andrew Gibson
Across
Keys
Inside
Ribs
Become
Sheet
Music
Lungs
Sheets
Piano
Touch

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