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[fuckyou_chorus]

[Do you hear it? Do you hear it? Quietly, sweetly, through the wind there's a melody. If you stop, pause, tilt your head and listen it sounds familiar. A double beat that draws you in. Perhaps, for those who are a little more astute . . . you'll realize the music comes from within, not outside. But of course, who has time for sitting and thinking? The melody wraps around you and if you "follow" it ( for it leads you, but not everyone is so willing ) there is an area where the corn stalks part and the ground looks well worn.

And there it sits. Beautiful, perhaps. A carousel with no horses, just double chairs. The central column of the carousel is made out of mirrors. ]

hushhhhhhhhhhhh

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