A Spark for the Soul
Slow and steady, a strive.
A rhythm that will amplify.
Pulling the mind under its allure,
encompassing it with mighty grandeur.
A stroke takes its toll,
not literal, but figurative in its lull.
Music that strikes the soul,
swelling the being inside towards the goal.
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