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Sweet as the sun rising in the east
play that tune fur elise
while the day turns into night
darkness falls apon out of sight
the smell of the winters' breaze
making all senses' pleased
vibe your head from side to side
let the music take over our lives
piano play so soft yet suttle
music notes all wrapped up in a bundle
hitting your ears all at once to fast
wished this music would forever last
pound that beat and make these senses' tease
play that tune fur elise.
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