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A pitch-perfect flying carpet
heavy grooves on which we dance
with the lightness of clouds
losing their breath on a windy day in march.
Your greatest strength
is the steadiness of the horizon,
the substance to our sound.
Yet you depend on us:
on fluency, transparency, airiness.
We make you glow in the dark,
you embrace our heights with warmth
from inside your wooden corpus,
from your body filled with air, wakened by strings:
A litttle energy turns into bliss of the purest kind.
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