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Yes I am a foreign rose
In a field full of fairies
Dissimilar in shape but likewise in beauty
Scorn surpassing as my thorns everlasting
Quivering in a breeze
Calm
Loving the attention lavished from impoverished lavender
Wheels turning
As my leaves are burning
Unnoticeable, they gasp with mournful sighing
Without action.
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| An exploration into the potential of the drums. | |
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| Moody electronica piece. | |
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| An exploration into the limits of the piano as an aggressive, frightening instrument. | |
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