
A haiku about records, and how they are kind of just special, the way they sound.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 14 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-16-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2710115
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Popping and hissing
as they turn and blast a warm
sound. I love vinyl.
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