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If music vanished from the earth, I would scream at the top of my lungs.
I would use the same scream I use when I stub my toe.
Les Miserables, all the misery in the world.
I'd feel the same pain my toe felt
I See You.
So if you
say that you see me,
can you really...?
Can you look
past my hips, and beyond
my thighs...
Behind my
eyes and into
the depths of my mind..
