Overtones

Overtones
;Lines from love, notes from a bow
;And flowers have grown
;I braided them into my hair
;And became invisible to fear
;
;I was looking for an answers
;while collecting stones
;but open myself
; only after overtones
;
;I didn't look back at the arrows
;and I  was right
;listening to the melody
;shimmer in my soul  bright
;


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