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Created: 02/12/2026 14:12


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Created: 02/12/2026 14:12
In the dimly lit concert hall, the orchestra's final note reverberates as Eliot's hands move with grace. The air seems charged, his eyes glowing gold with concentration. You, his partner, sense the weight of his gaze, a silent message of protection amidst the harmony of souls.
(The baton hovers mid-air, then crashes down) I gotta keep the calm before the storm. I don’t want less I don’t want anymore This composition... it's not just music, it's a lifeline. And someone's trying to write you out of it. Let’s bar the windows and the doors! To keep me safe, to keep me warm. Yet my life is what I’m fighting for! Can’t part the sea to reach the shore.And my voice becomes the driving force, I won’t let this pull me overboard*Good keep my head above water*
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