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I've heard a melody, boy. For violin.
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Quick...
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Find-find a pen.
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I heard it in a dream.
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It was in a nightmarish café...
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Blurry, bright lights, but underground and no way out.
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And the waitresses...
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they all had the same face.
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There was music played,
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not like any music I've ever heard in my life.
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It began...
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It began...