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Somehow lost and forgotten.
A song.
The song connected him to nature.
To the harmony of the cosmos.
It gave the people who heard it their own feelings.
But one day, it was gone.
    Carefully creating a fading
    Evolving to fit right in place
    If you forget my name by not saying
    So much more will erase
Then far away.
A landfill, living on a landfill.
Collecting abandon.
The Others found the song
Rusted, out of tune.
They picked it up and carried it home
They polished it, kept it dry and warm
To their surprise, it started to play
Creating a sway, through the air to the core
They thought they had never heard music before
    Carefully creating a fading
    Evolving to fit right in place
    If you forget my name by not saying
    So much more will erase
    If I recycle myself
    Could I be your cherished antique?
    If you speak through collecting
    If then, would you keep?
Days passed, and the tune revealed
All of the nature that had been concealed
Chaos conformed in the vines of rebirth
Shattering glass heroes, Coins slowly losing their worth
    We’re you feeling out of touch?
    Living on a landfill
    Seeking someone worthy of care
    Seeking the other half of the pair

I was.

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