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Yo Yo, Itzack & Me The beauty is so great I cannot breathe. My chest hurts, eyes fill and once again the TV dissolves behind tear's shimmer. How can I leave this God? How can you say I will never hear them again? Beethoven, Mozart, Grieg Muddy Waters, Odessa Beatles, Schotztokovish Andrew Lloyd Webber, These are my rescuers when all seemed likely to tear my heart out. I the timidest of church mice would grow tall bathing in their notes of gold and silver. If you must steal away all of life, then let there be an eternity that holds Yo-Yo, Itzack and me |
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