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Broken notes and marred words
Broken notes and marred words; all lay scattered at your feet. Let me be the wind for a night, and carry them to the mountains…… to the mountains where you can run free like white Arabian Horses.
Broken notes and marred words; all lay scattered at your feet.Let me be the rain for a while, and wash them down the rivers…… the rivers where you can flow like the golden graceful goldfishes.
Broken notes and marred words; all lay scattered at your feet.Let me be a fire for a moment, and burn them all into ashes…… into ashes from which you can rise into melodies and eloquent poems again.
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