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Mar 2011
when i hear notes played
the feeling illuminates my soul
like a kiss on the neck
but less high tech

when she holds my hand
a brilliant melody occurs
to that of bach cannot write
what a sight

when im in the pocket, groovin
or when shes focused on soothing
a line comes out
and infinitely shouts

i love you
Written by
Truffs
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