Lost Gems ~
All the beautiful, beautiful things that go unseen and unheard! Like the poem I happened to hear this morning, Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe -- read so feelingly by Garrick Hagon. Has that gem been lost, and only able to be found by chance, as if it were a random grain of sand along the Atlantic coast?
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The classics are like a breath of fresh air Charles. They may seem to lose their luster, but all wehave to do is shake off the dust and let ourselves go...Then it seems like new music, streaming through our consciousness.
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