Soars in fires fury
A few notes on staff
With a rising craft
Used in gracefull utterance
By those more talented than I
Yet in those few measures
Are filled the measure of me
The Universe is its home
Captured in the fleeting tones
Can never be tied down
As dullards would have it be
If only I could master its measure
Then I could fly
The Mannheim rocket
Forever
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