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| The path between wires |
And the music plays,
sad songs,
thousand-mile voices,
cellos, flutes, dark keys,
shadows of crows
sliding into the valley,
sustained chords, silences,
hawks floating in gyres,
reiki, chakras,
the path between wires,
O love of my life,
endless deep space,
your hair on my chest,
a few hours at most
as the music plays.
