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Glittering music!


When I scrawl down music,

the glory of my soul deepens,

the feelings of the charming girl attracts

the wilderness of the desert grows

the voice of the foul tempered sharpens

the language of the dumb splits.

 

When I scrawl down music,

my head activates welcomingly

my face encounters happiness

my back opens for joy

my stomach feeds faith

my legs walks for nowhere

my body sweetens boldly.

 

When I scrawl down music,

the hands of the devil sweals

the head stacks fearfully

the born disactivates

the body flams flowingly

the sweat sweatens  his heart

the fear fearfully friends

happily for the desired place

for it is its time to act.

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