Elisheba

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Everytime you sing
A new melody forms
The calming voice you bear
Can stop an inner storm

What lies inside you head?
I could not seem to read
Beneath that serene faćade
Is there someone who is in need?

Stories you have yet to tell
Unravel them in songs and sing
For in birth you are meant
To bloom in blissful spring

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