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fingers select notes...

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dreaming, Sergei can...

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if there should be one...

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Sunbeams warm a fairy's gift, that...

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birds create mirrored
harmonious melodies...

as innocent lives
lay bleeding out on the ground...

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In between elastic ticks...

Orange bleeds to dreary inky dusk . . .
I haul leaded legs over a hill...