Iperrienie.
In G3 major (cello).
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Paper is not wine.
Nor a Champaign of dynamite.
It’s a marriage between the light.
Translucent to read of image in sight.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean
Iperrienie.
In G3 major (cello).
.
Paper is not wine.
Nor a Champaign of dynamite.
It’s a marriage between the light.
Translucent to read of image in sight.
.
Reflections from the Mediterranean
Dioniesu.
In B3 major (cello).
.
Sitting on a beach.
Struggling to keep awake.
With a pencil at hand.
Bringing marks alive forward has begun.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Nensavil
In D major (solo oboe).
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Narrating of the landscape.
Hight from a wooden window frame.
Its fragile blue paint is flacking briskly.
Revelling its beautiful aged self.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Uymimie
In F3 major (cello).
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The cat on the map.
There it sat.
Completely and content.
That it trapped the rat.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Ohcelleo.
In F3 major (cello).
.
Among the bowing and silver strings.
A world of towers and sailing ships.
Of colour and flying chandeliers.
And time you hear you, sing.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Syolatja.
In G3 major (cello).
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Over bowing.
Choking the sound off.
And the sound, it can hardly breathe.
Then only could hear, the rustle of the leaves.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Saikeitia.
In A3 major (cello).
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Don’t be afraid to be a beginner.
The bow makes you play slow.
Practice in the mirror.
Your bow will follow the flow
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Reflections from the Mediterranean
Kisiavie
In F major (clarinet).
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A whisky night.
Sat on a tail.
Which is its end?
Stars circle at no end.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Riekeoly.
In B major (viola).
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Wet paint.
Not on the naval.
On washi paper.
It will last.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Oangolie.
In D major (clarinet).
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Get up and do your move.
But it all started so soon.
Before you say time where?
It’s clearly off the lazy chair.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.