The lights,
They blind me.
Take flight,
Come find me.

The rain,
It cleans me.
The sound,
Completes me.

What's left, Isn't here.
And what's gone, won't be seen.

Deeper,
Falling down.
Darker,
Fading now.

Cleaner,
Healing now.
Louder,
Finished now.

-AZR




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So...

Found my Music Generator disk...

Yup.