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Do not mind the tide pushing in and pulling out
Or the waves falling and rising
In perfect scales
In lovely cadence
One and two One and two and three One and two
Hold your breath And play This music
Until the sea In its admiration Smothers your Last
Note.
-Skye
Thin strips of flayed flesh String the bow.
Time is always conducting us in and out of measure.
The ghost of my own making holds fast to darkness
Though, I let go so long ago
Learning to play for no one with fingers once broken
Beautiful terrible music unleashed into the world for me for me
for you.
-Skye
Requiem by Burak Ulker