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by Katerina Jan 13, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
They sing you songs Of forgotten words. Lyrics of feelings That are absurd Their voices will travel Through space and time Combining all life With infatuated rhythms They are musicians with no beat Singers Who don't discreet Yet, the long songs With no titles Can never out shine the never ending recitals They are immortal In all sense Yet they re-inspire Our lives hence They are music, At its most meaning But they are us too Forever intervening.