The Black Napkin Volume 1 Issue 3 - Page 14

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Only once

the leash

Tore off

you know

when some-

one Plays a

B# when

they need

a Bb most

people do

not notice

music fill-

ing their

brains

but one time

he Bled

traffic

everyone

heard him

flat that’s All

it takes Never

thought

my timing

was ever

that great

we tapped

our feet

when the

Truck

red as war

sped off

from not

wanting

to look

but every-

one around

us wanted

us to per-

form flaw-

less like we

knew what

to do when

we didn’t