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Life's Symphony


And to think
The one thing
-that one special thing-
That I truly can't live without
Was just a set of vibrations:
Bzzt, bzzt, bzzzzt.
Simple vibrations.
Which leads to beats.
Which leads to sounds.
A cacophony, a symphony
And all in between.
A bob of a head
And a tap on any surface possible.
A swish of hair
And a small session of movement,
Of bodies moving and shaking and swinging and humming and-
What ties everything here together;
What makes the world a little smaller,
A little bit closer.
I sigh, and change the music.

 


 

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