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Rigid is the tongue
I inherited
From my grandfather;
I wish I could sing,
To explain further
No more stamping feet
No more grabbing jean
While I spill the beans
Till the whole wide world
Knows secrets we share
Though in speechless sound
Your felicitous arm
Keep me warmth inside
I still wish I could
Sing you melodies
As the piano chimes
The sounds in my head
Are but sweet playlist
Singing like a bird
Saying I love you.
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