Strophe I                       .                                      .                                                            ?
  Harmony:   Guilty   We all care too much  Should beauty approach the stage or dais

  Melody:      Ego soufflés.  Puffed up.  And pretty.  Take this pebble for good luck.  Plymouth Rock.

  Bass:           Theorems explain   The outcome   A conductor champions a score   Alone
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Strophe II                                        .                                          .                                       .                                  .
 Harmony:   Scale me   Sound escapes a suitcase   Hear  it cloud to cloud   A lateral movement

 Melody:      Kissing back desire.  Look at tiny you.  You are sillier than pepper.

 Bass:           We are notes in a bar   Percussion holds our tempo   Mathematicians order another round
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Strophe III                     .                                              .                                      .
 Harmony:   A campfire heralds providence   Get up from the classroom   Up from the audience

 Melody:      Fetch a sturdy tune to scale.  The workers will whistle.  1 2 3 4

 Bass:           Rhythm   So odd   Up from the water   Exhale   Numbers discover existing land
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Strophe IV              .                 .                    .                  .                       .
  Harmony:   A small town   Kindling   Forgive me   Propriety   You are gone

  Melody:      Composition.  The sky is song.  Each cloud a note.  Have I pulled you along?

  Bass:           Look   Catch   Think   Wait   Fetch   Breathe   A contemporary sweep
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Strophe V                                                      .                                       .                          .
  Harmony:   Modeling with bare shoulders   Like green and orange   Primary colors

  Melody:      Heroine to heroine.  Rapunzel you hair is a let down.  An archetype giggle.

  Bass:           A hook and eye pulls insight through   Attached   I see heaven beyond sky
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  Harmony:   A day breaks   As do most humans and eggs   Spin   Things get interesting

  Melody:      You heard Christianity is out of fish.  So I stand on McDonalds.

  Bass:           Applause waits on the coast   Be a dollar taller a day sooner   Wear read stilettos
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Strophe VII                                                                  .                           .            .                                  .                       .
  Harmony:   Pity   A complication   Hearts   A game in America   We re-image

  Melody:      A private investment.  My ten percent is on the table in a pool of ice.

  Bass:           Talking to Buddha I thought up and swam sky   Up and down  A white coat
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Strophe VIII                                                                         .                                         .                           .                         .
  Harmony:    No is wallpaper    A smart child tears it down   Religious freedom   An old standard

  Melody:       Beyond escape/day and night.  A new school opens.  Good intentions are a miss.
 
  Bass:            Sad ingenue   You must be dry cleaned   Egregious hometown fashion introduced you
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Strophe IX                                                              .                                             .                                      .
  Harmony:   On pilgrims at supper   Playmate you are sliding down   A black and white picture

  Melody:      Hurrah for opened doors.  Generation “V” found its signature.  In flight soaring.

  Bass:           Swoosh   Seeing you below   I let go   An interior jumps from a fire escape
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Strophe X                              .                                .                                                                           .
  Harmony:    Love   Measure me whole   Erase all the rainbows or separate the colors

  Melody:       A gingham mess.   A persistent combination.  Yellow and white.
 
  Bass:            Splat   Here I am   Perpendicular   A holy woman understanding Ms. Universe
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Strophe XI                                .             .                 .                                                     .
  Harmony:   Sensitive white   Falling   Breaking   Witch-like I defer to my broom

  Melody:      A housewife sits on her eggs.  In enter:  Indigo and Violet a rescue duet.

  Bass:           Morals and values are at battle   A particular angle   Take this led apron off my chest
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Strophe XII                    .                                          .                                .                            .
  Harmony:   As lungs fill   Cut the deck and gamble   Yellow I need you   Let’s be a trellis

  Melody:      I never learned the dress code.  Upward mobility.  It’s all rungs and no structure.

  Bass:           Trajectory   A nudist colony   Height of style   Uncovering up and across
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Strophe XIII                                    .               .                        .                                                                     .
  Harmony:   Tired past   Descend   Seduce a note   A priest pulls me up and falls down stage

  Melody:      Superficially.  We are naked and in love.  A priest pulls me up and falls down stage.

  Bass:           Trajectory   A nudist colony   Height of style   Uncovering up and across
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Strophe XIV                         .                            .                       .                                   .
  Harmony:   Waking from slumber   Feeling stronger   I want to love   But prefer dry land
 
  Melody:      A cover up.  My heels.  My wrap.  My hat.  My Clutch.  All propped up.

  Bass:           Melodrama   Hero   Villain   Our denominations differ    Break   Separate
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Strophe XV                                                                              .                            .                  .                                          .
  Harmony:   Poker faces   Everyone bluffs   You and I   Let’s climb another time

  Melody:      Buds respond obediently after the fall.  In bloom.  This ascension is unusual.

  Bass:           When we reunite we will serenade white roses  Until then be pleased
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