vinca minor y vinca major

.
                                       there were thuh
                                               sound
                                              soundz
                                       past yourn think
                                                  out
                                                yourn
                                                speak
                                      mine hear'd every
                                                 note
  
                                          "that's the C7
                                                to you 
                                      Obone       Oboe         
                                                 oops
                                                  i denote"
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