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I have marched to a different band One that is out of tune and so bad that everyone else went home But I understood the shrill notes, the mismatched beats Musicians who won't read music or keep in time Chaos touching places convention never knew Evoked a calmness on my wondering mind Magic happens when chaos becomes convention For a moment   I am a part But then I seek another chaos place to be Until that too shall tune in on me
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Jun 19, 2017
Jun 19, 2017 at 9:12 AM UTC
To the Band marched I
I have marched to a different band One that is out of tune and so bad that everyone else went home But I understood the shrill notes, the mismatched beats Musicians who won't read music or keep in time Chaos touching places convention never knew Evoked a calmness on my wondering mind Magic happens when chaos becomes convention For a moment   I am a part But then I seek another chaos place to be Until that too shall tune in on me
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Jun 19, 2017
Jun 19, 2017 at 9:12 AM UTC
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