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Let me rest, my Piper Pied
Silence now is all I’m asking
(You know your heart beats cannot help
But set my wearied blood a-dancing…)

My dulcet lover, sing no more
You’ve had your way and played me rough
My humming eyes have had their fill


My limbs are numb and can’t keep up

Wear me smooth, until I break
Bleeding notes across the floor
Sinews scream, and heartstrings fray
As I unravel chord by cord


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