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When slaps of pain shake my body
I turn to you, my melody. When I drop down sad, depressed Music makes me soothed, refreshed. As I run through those octaves Up my veins come pleasure waves. Through all darkness, sorrow's knife Music gives me breath of life.  ** #1272648 Not An Image **
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