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My actions are caused by who knows what but fixed with the simple , cellist who plays , my instability away the violin that makes the lost child feel found , the Viola plays through my ears , cleansing my brain of stress the Piano picks away my paranoia the orchestra is such a sound to apprehend
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
My Paradise
My actions are caused by who knows what but fixed with the simple , cellist who plays , my instability away the violin that makes the lost child feel found , the Viola plays through my ears , cleansing my brain of stress the Piano picks away my paranoia the orchestra is such a sound to apprehend
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
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