There is a constant drone gently tapering off Something like horns, instruments of the wind Long and drawn out Haunting strings that don't last, without a break Silence in-between, while I catch my breath Peace, this is peace Where I close my eyes, and drift I can't stay here forever listening I wouldn't if I could I'm momentarily conditionally present Conducting business you might say Until my name is called
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