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Lyric:Sweetheart is bleeding in the snow cone
So smart, she's leading me to ozone
Music, the great communicator
Use two sticks to make it in the nature
There is a moment when you realize just basic noises made by each other can convey what I've lost, what I've found, what I can't lose, what I can't live without, what I desire, and then there's a moment where you realize there's nothing greater than being fully understood. That at any singular moment a sound could kill loneliness before it blooms.
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