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In my mind flows the clearest
In my heart shines the warmest
I re-construct pathways amongst
Densed atmospheres and blocked frequencies
So you could hear me on the mountains

Thought's on the descend - down the drain
Then you'd fail to hear me again - but...
Not until you start hearing you in gain
Of self and wholesomeness again
You will only hear the song -
But not feel the music - it could be pain