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Songs of the Gypsy earth Magik
Dancing through the air.
I can only imagine the knowing hands that dance on the rifts.
baile, baile, Baile.
The strings played created memories
in the moments that make you feel ageless,
in a timeless existence.
Mystical lyrics fill the night air.
Capturing the stories in the tune like Ocean waves carried by the moon.
Clipper ships mark the territory in the ripples they leave behind,
gathering momentum in the turn of the tide.
Finger tips tapping on the strings echoing in the chaos of the mind.
Clicking of the heals echoing like drums ’round a fire.
Like the heart beat of the divine
a momentary lapse of reasoning.
Creating an illusionary bonding,
customary apocalyptic revaluations
, crossing dimensions through time,
escaping justice through the lyrical rhyme.
Feeling the vibration in every cell of my body.
Creating change past,
present and future memories with each…
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