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Silence the soundtrack,
Solitude the song...
All life dims around me
As I play along...
Bitterness my audience,
The tense present the applause..
I play on as never before..
Without so much as a pause..
The strings bear the torment ..
Of all the pent up pain...
I pass it on, well knowing..
That it is bound to happen again...
The notes are loud and sweet,
The chords do perfection portray..
But my mind.. it isn here...
It is roving.. the vales of dismay..
Each string a charm..
Each strum a solace..
With not a care I wander..
Thru the distant star's rays...
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