Music is the ocean under which the muted sounds of the world slide smoothly across my skin, and through which the flickering starlight above brings me comfort.
It's the blowing breeze that lifts me up and carries me off when I'm not careful. But, no matter how high it takes me, the whistling winds set me down ever gently.
The tide pulls, the gale refutes, and all the while I'm exactly where I need to be. 
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