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Life forgot my passion there
And handed me the key;
For what possesses better snare
Of curiosity?
The key, ornate with golden leaves
And “Carpe Diem” divine,
Have you heard?
Have you heard?
Of the rhythm and the word?
Before you know, it’s all there
You breathe it in like a distant new air
You take it all in like a Sunday prayer
