Thunderclap
I find I owe myself a debt
For passion's empty room to let
For just a little moment more
Before it's time to write that score
An instrumental symphony
In minor mode with heart the key
The minor notes for bittersweet
Of all the lives it took to greet
The heart and soul with joy is done
The way is set, the hurdles none
The burden gone that weighed a ton
With thunderclap and rays of sun
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