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I wish you one last melody

Before your headphones die


An ending note of felicity
Then from your heart I’ll pry
Every beat that flows through
Every drop of thick red dew
Stop the music in your veins
Hear it softy slip away
Then the music starts anew
Red hot rhythm pulses through
Burning staccatos in your throat
Yearning to steal another’s note
Go spread this symphony cross the land
Till it numbers high as the sand
Soon all that’s heard in cold night air
Is this new breed’s song beginning to flair

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