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Orchestra
I can hear the soothing rifts of your gentle soul, like lapping midnight ocean, on your breath as you sleep.
Your vocal chords are a melodic interplay of rhythms & chimes that stir me.
Please come, and stand up on the tattered balcony of my tiny human heart.
And play for me the glorious harmony of your existence.
Your vocal chords are a melodic interplay of rhythms & chimes that stir me.
Please come, and stand up on the tattered balcony of my tiny human heart.
And play for me the glorious harmony of your existence.
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