i've not the will to release you
nor have i the will to hold you
but i've lost myself a bit
i will but close my eyes a moment
so please ....
now
let the music come to me
muskles and all
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mirijiki
"songs spread out by silence and rolled up by noise, echoed in dreams and concealed by wakefulness ... who can link the crashing thunder with the baby's sigh?" ~ gibran
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