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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!

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nentwined::12January 30, 2015 1:23 PM PST



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