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| Rustic beats stir up a world centuries old Sensual, Swaying, golden forms entwine stories into a multi-faceted fabric Eyes lace it with the nine worldly emotions | ||
| Hands move in unison, sometimes with energy, sometimes with grace Holding together situations of love and war Feet trace patterns, scattering the past into the future | ||
| Mexmerizing voices vibrate the atoms of being Quenching the soul's thirs yet yearning for more | ||
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