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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..
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