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I found myself in song tip toeing on notes bridged by lines of memories connected...   I move with the eye as it reads them strums them brings them to reality and all I seem to be doing to going forward Sometimes stepping on familiar notes "that's the chorus" my mind says "you know these steps like the back of your hand" and others I find myself catching up with the new tempo as I spread my arms to find my new balance
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 4:52 AM UTC
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I found myself in song tip toeing on notes bridged by lines of memories connected...   I move with the eye as it reads them strums them brings them to reality and all I seem to be doing to going forward Sometimes stepping on familiar notes "that's the chorus" my mind says "you know these steps like the back of your hand" and others I find myself catching up with the new tempo as I spread my arms to find my new balance
Listening to Blackbird: Beatles or Across the Universe version.
maria-etre
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Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 4:52 AM UTC
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