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Sep 2013
the absolute language
a song  so foreign yet
            so familiar
echoes in my ears
slips through my veins
through my veins.
a passageway to my soul
no longer restricted.
     the chorus doesn't hesitate
to be sung.
      like a lady serenaded by her darling,
               i give my full attention.
this is my lifeline.
           i, like the marble
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    n
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    n
the funnel,
inspired by the song of life.
the absolute language that is
all-encompassing.
     it commenced on the very
first day and will never freeze over.
once i have realized the beauty
   and the harmony of the song
  i will not sleep until my eyes
go bloodshot.
  for through any trials,
  with the song in my soul,
i will survive.
raðljóst
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