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 An open poem aka letter to the singer that remains more of a secret because of the limited readership :p

 Do you drink some elixir
'cause your voice exudes magic
Or are you a doctor, untitled
Who soothes aching souls
While the notes hit the earlobes
Something within the heart reverberates
The warble that takes me to a 
Different world
I wonder where does that
come from
And the tears that drop from the eyes
Forget the pain and sublime 
Contentedly before reaching the chin
Chris Martin.

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