The small devices in my ears ooze entrancing sound,
A portal to another world,
A window into someone else's mind,
The magical of storytelling
The lyrics tell tales of happiness and heartbreak,
Love and loss,
And many unique worlds
The thought isn't fleeting,
A flicker of light turns into a beam,
A kinship with the creators,
A deep understanding
The noises soar into my eardrums,
The brain converting words into stories,
Resonating so deeply with heartfelt statements,
But never quite understanding why
The true beauty of song is only heard through feeling,
And I have felt the most beautiful things
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عشوائيJust a random person on the internet talking about my problems like any other totally mentally stable person would do.
