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Symphony.Agony
no more do I note the time which flies
I only wait for you, my love, my light
will it be you or will it be time
that frees me from this cursed rhyme
my soul cries out to be free, to see
what life brings, you or stronger me
the music floats inside, forever on
a gentle melody, a swan's sweet song
the crescendo rises, leaps on high
the future brings pain or regret's soft sigh
the words rise from the depths, soft, aching
I script best I can, with digits shaking
do I fear the pain or do I hold on
as I write this poem, this song
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