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J-J Johnson Sep 2020
My,
My soul echoes your rhythm
   My arms sway to your tune
      My body moves to your music
         But why do they watch for long
          Like they hear something so violent
         Why do they stare at your sound
     Why has your sound become silent
   Why am I still stuck in the motion
Why?
Dreams carry my love  in your sound

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