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My zils
Brass tingling
God fills
Room to ceiling

With the sound
Get that elastic in those grooves
Dance around
Get that way plastic fluid moves

Elastic and zils
In these fingers feels
Like heaven above
Where I'm dancing in God's love!

9/15/2008 2010 cj

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