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The place in my head cemented and ached how could it be said to have been otherwise that oasis space place room where pressure was just as you please beat beat beat place round in circles and back again how the song grows and tide race links links not relevant and not invented not make a drop of sunshine rain sound silver in the debussy lighter than the lights I touch touching ivory and trenot so illicit then the ivory slivers and there was no tomorrow finnegans wake and whatsoever dry eyes in the house into summer and the cherry blossom

Virginia Aurora Scott



Author: Vv

Composer/ Pianist/ Writer

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