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The Music Only I Can Hear
I feel the music in the air,
I hear this music everywhere.
I see the waves crashing down,
With each one, a new sound.
I feel my heart beating loud,
The music’s soft, like a cloud.
I see the ringing, soft like a bell,
And it makes me think, or even dwell,
Why can I hear the music while others can’t?
It’s always playing, dampened like a quiet chant.
Like a top on the ground,
Wishing to be played again,
Wanted to be spun for them.
Tapping like a soft finger on glass,
Yet no one hears it, alass,
Except for ...