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where was I?

stirring in my bones

marrow, make way for song

sincerity found in silence

bleeds the solemn of sadness

gutted but never gullible

I follow the sound of love

not versed by any man

yet echoed off ancient rocks

lifted by the wind

and carried to the farthest edge

of the eternal sea

existential fear driven away

replaced with your face

now, where was I?

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