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why?
why is it the children
other side of the wire?
do you hear the voices?
they're always a song
who stands there to see?
all coiled, up against
who makes this stuff?
a rhythm clings
do you hear the voices?
who rolls it out?
it's magic
it's music
the rhythm clings
like the strings of a harp
never quite tuned
see how delicately held
see they are ready to play
something sweet
a lullaby
nocturne
why is it the children
other side of the wire?
who stands there to see?
all coiled
who makes this stuff?
who rolls it out?
who'll roll it away?
who'll roll it away?
I think it's the children
must roll it away
Brilliant. At once sharp and tender.
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