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The love of love for the love of music

Strand after strand, uncoiling matted coils of resentment

Rays of sun touch darkened moors of heart

Undulating reflexes of recognition

There’s static, souls clamouring for each other

Now stated, they move in tune, hearbeats racing one after the other

Dancing to the sound of music.

The music is not there

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