THE MUSIC DOESN’T END WITH SILENCE

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The music doesn’t end with silence

farther on into the night

Darkness is slowly massaged away

by the fingers of dawn

 

Still, I sit here dazed, tired

exhausted but clinging to consciousness

I patiently roll out the red carpet

to greet the rising sun

 

There’s a quiet chirp of music

far off over yonder

that trumpets the coming morning

to the arrival of a new day

 

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