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| Pleasing chords are in the air, Music wafting everywhere. How it lifts the spirits high As the storm goes passing by. Though I cannot hardly smell, Music makes me feel quite swell. High and low notes harmonize In a pleasant tone surprise. Angels tripping up a stair! Blossoms in their golden hair, Singing hymns of love and peace So our joy will e'er increase. | ||
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