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Orchestral Pause Pines along the seawall, are your backs permanently bent bowing to ocean's swell, heeding ceaseless siren calls? Do you sometimes contemplate standing straight, or angled even more, bending in still humbler homage? Do your bristling batons, suspend endless overtures, as you pause in perpetual stall? Perhaps it's time to release your restrained counterpoint; restive listeners await movement of long unbrandished wands, unleashing your withheld symphonies and cries. |
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