The prize

Melt me.

Set me free.

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Are you willing to find the prize hidden inside.

Are you able to fine where a future resides?

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Melt me.

Set me free.

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A story fit for generations.

A depth seeking penetration.

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Melt me.

Set me free.

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A kind word. A gentle art.

No games. None from the start.

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Melt me.

Set me free.

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Cynical, down trodden, non-believer.

Show me a path, hand me the transceiver.

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Melt me.

Set me free.

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Are you willing to find the prize hidden inside.

Or will I stay in this frozen state forever, denied?

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Melt me.

Set me free.

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Sounds like too much work?

Too much mire and murk?

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Melt me.

Set me free.

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Show me what you bring to the table.

If you are willing and able.

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Melt me.

We can set each other free.

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Show me what a true partnership can be.

Melt me. Set me free.

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