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THE MASTER (Free verse) by ARTIE
He plays to the crowds to the great halls to all who will listen. But, the largest crowd he plays to are the trees. They are the source of the woods from which his instrument was fashioned. This is the honor bestowed upon the musician The Master!

Up the ladder: Dear Brother
Down the ladder: for John

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Arithmetic Mean: 2.0
Weighted score: 4.8577223
Overall Rank: 10384
Posted: January 4, 2015 6:41 PM PST; Last modified: January 4, 2015 6:41 PM PST
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[2] nentwined @ ::1 | 30-Jan-15/1:23 PM | Reply
interesting idea, but I'm not feeling it.
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