Music.
It's the best sound to me.
The best thing to be created.
It doesn't matter what genre.
Not the artist, or the band.
It doesn't matter to me.
Whether it's the strum of a guitar.
Or the chord of a piano.
The beat of a drum.
The scream of a voice.
The high pitched notes of an opera.
The gorgeous color of a harmony.
The tone of a choir in sync.
The peculiar resonance of dissonance.
The feel of an off key note.
The strum of a bass.
The big brass nature of a trombone.
A ring of bells.
The symphonic cry of a soprano.
The beautiful vocalization of a baritone.
The tone of a tenor.
The amazing tune of an alto.
A note from a bass.
The music from all around.
Music from all around the world.
Beautiful and gorgeous in every way.
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