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Flute | ||
| Soothing music from a flute Calms the nerves at end of day. Sweeter than an angel's lute Is the tune it starts to play. Sometimes swift and trippingly, Like a butterfly in flight, Sometimes slow and dreamily, Like a lover in the night. How the music fills the air, Dissipating any gloom Echoing with grace to spare In the large and empty room. | ||
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