Life Made of Sound

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She caught the music in her fist
Intercepted the Radio Receiver
High-jacked an eight track and plugged in
Symphonies breathing soley for her
Pitches rising, harmonies combining
Mythical, slow, brilliantly floating on
Her soul steals across the sky
Soaring to cresencdos
Flailing to fast notes
Her languid arms lull
when the rythm fully falls
Into something slower
Gradually fading
into oblivion:
Another day done

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