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One More Time Through my hands, flows my soul,
it feels like ice cold water
slowly rushing down,
at my finger tips it vibrates
and sings a tune.
The tune changes to the beat of my heart,
to my emotions and to my mind.
Bringing reality one step back
and life
one step forward.
Not once
will I ask for more than a feeling.
Not once
will I ask for more than a sound.
Because it is not for me to make a request,
but instead to listen
to what there is to be said.
For in the end we are all
a body,
a mind,
and a soul.
To move all three
is a very large feat.
