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Nov 2016
There is an oasis of our parts
It is where our blood goes and there our emotion starts
Follow roots to the tree of life where music can be heard
A steady rhythm of beats and thumps that calms all of the birds
Run down the path, swim the river red and full of gems
Upstream to the coral reef of thoughts
There is where emotion happens and where our heart has stopped
2015
Astra Zenneth
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