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written by: Marcus Boz



Flowing fingers
Find my inner sanctum
Music appears as a revelation
Over these strings
Blankets of sound
In hues of black
Reds and blues
Warm the air where melody
Like heat from our bodies
Sweat from our pores
Release as tears from our
Crying out the harmony

Marcus Boz

Marcus Boz

SingerSongwriter. Poet in my chair.
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