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Rhythms

The sorrow, the pain, the shadows within, all comes through the veil of the win.

I can see as the day is blue, what I needed to think, to do.

I am found, found in truth. Found in you, as we always do.

Let the thing inside your heart, burst with Love as we fly to the stars.

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