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Rated: E · Poetry · Music · #1893793
A world without music would lose the little magic that life has.
Darkness. The dim light of a table lamp shines its immortal golden light.
The sound of a piano goes through my ears.
Scores made of feelings which create a melody that speaks of love and hate.
Between pieces I can hear the silence: deep, eternal, obscure, velvety.

In front of me, the same screen illuminates my face every night.
I watch the clock and see time go by.
My eyes get tired, red, weaken.
For some reason I cannot dream.

Then that song sounds.
That song that allows me to fantasize, hope, imagine, idealize, yearn, crave, covet, desire.
Suddenly I do not feel the pain in my eyes, I do not feel tired.
Four musical notes together mean the beginning and the end of life, the difference between joy and sorrow, day and night, dream and vigil, life and death.

I do not believe in higher powers, or anything I cannot explain.
But I believe that music is what can be linked the most to a paradise, a god, an afterlife.
A world without music would lose the little magic that life has.
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