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guide me with lots to face
gives me a sense in this metaphoric life
to ride it without hesitation
feed it with my soul
then gives me words played back
in that rhythmic language
that tones it creates
i`m one of it`s tools to let it speaks
i`m not in illusion it talkes to me
u`ll get lost in ur keys
then it will lead u to the middle of nowhere
when you notice it got a soul
listen to what air can plays
some times
air touches it's strings
in a that chaotic way
make it tears it's puddles
with faded echoes
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