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Feb 2020
my heart, my people

all gathered close

the stage overflowing with sentiment

hands linked and raised

as we take our final bow

tears of passion race

my heart filled with nostalgia

for a moment that hasn't passed

my soul feels the warmth of companions

who have become kindred

my heart, my people
the ambience project
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the ambience project  18/F/somewhere within my mind
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