vague stirrings

Moon has risen; I feel her pull before she rises in the sky. Heart strings stretched by unseen hand open the hollow chamber, echoing their need. Casting aimlessly, my thoughts toward those I think might stroke those chords. Surprised when the answer does not come from you. The one who needed me was not the one I need.

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