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Sep 2012
How hidden, how high
How low we search without
Fear or nerve; enamored we scout

Not withstanding our falling out
Every impossibility we seek out positively

No scandals, no scoundrels
We're faced with yearning, grand dreaming; how lavishing

Pouring out every word, every feeling, every tear, every melody
Here theres no melancholy, only harmony

Counting every day, every hour, every minute
Listening to sweet musings
The chords are thundering

We've been lost, no longer wondering; we're hollering
Leaving the world swirling

How crazy we are, not suffocating
Blind, falling we're mindless faltering
But we're mindless just humming happily
August 8, 2012
Written by
Emanuel Martinez
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