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Jul 2017
Silence that plays like a melody
Sorrow lay across black lines
Waves of emotions in every key
Transitions are a shamble
Runs are shaky and weak
With every note
A secret is seen
Singing a tune only sinners sing
Beaux
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Beaux  TX
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     thomas and Austere
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