Toloema
In F major.
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Neglect and shame.
What would a word be?
We, that marked your word.
We, the ink, the brush and the pen.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Toloema
In F major.
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Neglect and shame.
What would a word be?
We, that marked your word.
We, the ink, the brush and the pen.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Netifona
In D major.
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Slid, slid through the eight-test.
From the brush head to the paper ground.
Leaving marks of mind behind.
As it turns, and turns till it fades till it becomes the ground.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Iakolam.
In B3 major.
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The eight-form test of paint.
How tight and close to the curve.
Running clean lines.
The longer the line extends.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Desokoy.
In A3 major.
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Unknown writings.
Slowly began to speak.
Laid buried under sandy earth
And a deep load of fallen autumn leaves.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Almavk
In G3 major.
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The painting palette is a beauty.
In an abstract sing-song way.
The birth of colourful ideas.
On to a place in a more formal way.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Reremeso
In F3 major.
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A bed of pine needles.
On a hard sloppy dry crack bed.
In arcs of rhythmic planes of waves.
Playing their shade of greys in the sunlight shade.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean..
Gammyes.
In G major.
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The internet is down again.
Not to worry, the CD is at hand.
Clarinet Concertos No1 and No2.
Carl Maria von Weber, please play it again!
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Nedoavi.
In E major.
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It’s a case of profiteering slander.
A verbal injury to the dead.
On behalf of their honour
Restitution has to be paid.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Idofalia
In D major.
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Rowing up the river.
On a small wooden boat.
The world passes downstream.
As moments lose their gloss.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.
Doronean.
In G major.
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I waited and waited
For the morning rays of the sun.
Waited and waited, for teardrop to fall
Waiting.
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Reflections from the Mediterranean.