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Music Stops the Heart Song
The heart is a priceless possession,
The music it sings is a love song;
Sung by the angeli de la sortia.
The voices are sweet like the ripe plum in spring,
But heartfelt as the divine.
The music plays an ever onwards.
As he said like a record;
Round and round and round it goes,
Where it stops nobody knows.
The piece of the heart for love and despair,
Seeks comfort in the night.
The music stops the heart song.
The music is the guide the…
The heart song is the blind…
The music stops the heart song.
Love.
poem
by
Graham D. Fandrich
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