Music

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Music is woven into us
Part of our very being
It comes from the soul and tugs at others.
It finds the cracks within us.
Pries open old wounds.
Filling us, echoing in the empty spaces in our hearts.
Revealing, reminding us of our missing parts.
With the right melody, we can feel what we thought we could never feel again.
Music that does not follow someone else's heart beat but resonates with our own.
Whether fast or slow, we find a song to dance to.
Maybe one we'll find a partner whose heart resonates with the same music as our own.
They'll slip into our arms, and follow our steps.
There would be no lead for we'd both know the steps.
Like water, we would flow together.
Burning with a flame of passion.
Lighter than the air, the sky our ballroom.
No power on earth to bind our love.
Dancing among the stars for eternity.
An emotional well, long untapped, ripples with the song.
But like any song, it cannot last forever, ending with beat.
The final beat.
A heart beat.
And a husk takes your place, empty.
But for a moment , you were alive.

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