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Dreaming Eternity
The music. The rain. The Silence.
Breath in, breath out.
The melancholic longing. The music ripples, in my consciousness.
Thoughts lurking, trying to find their way around.
I exist. I am known.
But the music goes on playing and the dance goes on and on.
The music has stopped.
Nothing but the sound of rain keeping me awake.
Breath in, breath out.
The melancholic longing. The music ripples, in my consciousness.
Thoughts lurking, trying to find their way around.
I exist. I am known.
But the music goes on playing and the dance goes on and on.
The music has stopped.
Nothing but the sound of rain keeping me awake.
Published 16th Oct 2015
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20th Aug 2017 1:36am
Fucking beatiful! Reminds me of my first few months of learning too play uke and mandolin. Good write indeed!
