I dream of the harmonica man. He lives in our small town. Does anyone know him? He roams the streets while playing music all the time. I see him standing tall in his shiny, black tuxedo. I listened while his long fingers gently strolled and played his favorite song. I have never seen anyone dance like him before.
I wondered where he came from so I followed him. He lived in a little house not at all like yours or mine. You see he had one room just barely big enough to fit him.
He was always smiling even at strangers, and I was taught that this was not allowed. People seem to ignore him; but there is something about him that makes me wonder. Does anyone love him? Does anyone care? Does anyone notice that he's there?
Do you know him?
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