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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563395" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mateo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mateo sat on a rusty bench<br>outside his local bar<br>and polished his old guitar<br>with a crumpled up tissue<br>he’d pulled from the pocket<br>of his faded jeans</div><div style="margin:10px 0">while Sophie watched <br>through the balcony rails<br>as he breathed<br>his whisky haws<br>onto the scratched wood<br>shining it<br>until his reflection<br>shook them by the throat<br>and his fingers <br>started to pluck and weave<br>their life through the strings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The music played off key<br>but his arthritic hands <br>were too tired and sore<br>to tune the old guitar</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like her<br>he felt a comfort<br>in the imperfection<br>of the sounds<br>and the grainy melody<br>that filled the spaces<br>in the day’s drizzle</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mateo didn’t see her<br>but she knew he felt her<br>in his pulse<br>and he played her <br>in his strings<br>and she tried to run from clichés<br>but she couldn’t</div><div style="margin:10px 0">her heart bled</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sheila+Knowles">Sheila Knowles</a><div class=q>
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