ahold of we,
sway muscles uncontrollably,
got this inside,
music becomes one
with the idea of identity,
intoxicate, breathe, no release,
know it's wordless speech
as it sings to dampened souls
tales life never knew
until notes blew wind
North, to the ears of silent
creatures insane by confusion.
music hit that North wind,
ears perked, eyes widened,
realization dawned, mysteries
revealed through the simple
sound of harmony wailing
in the North wind.
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