Tuesday, December 1, 2009

You're the voice

She stumbles to the stage, her shoulder laden with expectation. Nestling into the chair, she lifts the instrument onto her lap. The straps accustomed just enough for her to remain comfortably numb. Patiently she awaits her turn. “You’re The Voice” no longer needs bagpipes. Not when she has an accordion.

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