The melody of his voice
Covers the wounds of our separation
Sad sonatas and eloquent piano keys
Crescendos of momentary relief
Preserves time in my memory
Hoping one day this symphony
Will lead you back to me.
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Where impossibility becomes reality in the paradox of tranquility and tragedy.
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