A symphony of strings, a heartbeat’s drum, A melody that calls, where shadows come.
A whispered lyric, a soaring note,
A story spun, afloat, remote.
Piano keys, a waterfall’s cascade,
A memory found, a promise made.
Guitar’s lament, a bluesy plea,
A restless soul, eternally free.
The pulse of rhythm, a dancing fire,
Igniting passions, lifting higher.
From lullaby soft to anthem’s might,
Music paints the day, and soothes the night.
A universal tongue, unspoken, clear,
Washing away all doubt and fear.
A tapestry of sound, a vibrant art,
Forever echoing within the heart.

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