Melody
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She wrote her best lyrics on the wall of a practice space that burned down, while she fed moon pies to her cat that pawed at a twist tie leash.
Gravity was her only unrelenting chain to reality as she drifted in daylight dreams of light shapes she wanted for consumable icicles.
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