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The Last Dispersion

The scattered music in the air
Without words, incomplete
Like my sacrificed presence
Those music notes on sheet
Left opened into the wilderness
Like an artist of lost freedom
Like a king of diamond chess
Who steps anonymously
With my feet for ahead

For those, the passion sews my lips
For those, I lose my brainy rhythm
Those shaking scattering music zips
Those echoes of my last hymns

Before I drown down into death
Let them lift me up to forlorn
In the arms of the solitary music
I’m dying in a meadow alone
Breaking up with my beats
Embracing with a shadow alone
I’m dancing in a virtual zone.

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