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Symphony

Symphony

I can't help but talk to you
I'd just love to walk with you
I'm fixed and I'm broken 
I dream while I'm woken
There's no place I'd rather be
My heart strings; a symphony
If only you'd sing to me
Those words only spoken

It's magical fantasy 
Too hard for this man to see
What's clearly in view
It's shiney, still new
My life was a mess to see
The cards turn; it's destiny
No heartburn or stress to me
The treatment is you.


Jinjagoliath
20th June 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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