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Heart still pounding
with the adrenaline of the hundred-voice choir,
the now-solitary soprano finds a quiet cloister
of age-worn stone.
Wrapped in a comforter of memories,
she sings her own quiet requiem.
As the cathedral empties
she tries to imagine just one of those listeners
knew her name.
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In a list
A contest entry
- Phrases by amaranthine lover.
300 points, ended April 23, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Short Poems by Pollycheck.
450 points, ended May 26, 2008, 179 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - One day you'll forget about me by WishMeAway--x.
800 points, ended November 25, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Your poetry is so lovely.
What a charm and fine touch you put into your words. 
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thanks :)
Thanks RoseAnne, I'm glad you enjoyed this one, it's very personal to me.
*~Huntress~*
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Thank you for entering my short poems contest. This is a very well written poem with a great "aha" moment at the end of it. Great Write!
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I like the way you pull the reader in and share with us the story of this girl. Thanks for the entry. Such a nice write.
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It's like you know me.
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