the flute charms me over murmuring strings
like an enchantment from a purer unreality
deliberate hesitation expresses sensitivity I
don't like it wouldn't want to play it like that
music moves forward let it carry me no way
can stop until the end unless you turn it off
choice has limits no one can predict sudden
collapse tragic intervention everyday love
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