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Apr 2015
The V i o l i n s
V i b r a t e,
twang
Softly, slowly.

I
   I-   I    -I    
begin to l o s e myself
on       the      wings
of               a              prayer
dis-           guised *          as          a
     *s o n g.


I
   *I-
   *I    -I 
find myself d a n c i n g
in the ways
that only I
can.
In my head
the V o i c e s,
my V i c e s  
play
**on.
Baylie Allison
Written by
Baylie Allison  Kansas
(Kansas)   
356
     --- and Andrew Name
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