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Jan 2017
Timpani,

Set the beat of my disposition
Be the background to a frail condition
But don't stray too far from this broken heart

Echo the pain of my convictions
Bring forth rains that drown ambitions
But don't stray too far from a hollowed chest

Timpani,*

Become the music in my musician
Erase the scars of this inquisition
But don't stray too far from my humility

Pilfer just a hint of intuition
Become the sound of my ammunition
But don't stray too far from the edge of my sight
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA)   
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