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free cee HAUNTING HALLWAYS OF HARMONY
HAUNTING HALLWAYS OF HARMONY
My muse is a mansion of music
Each room a rhythm
Every corner a chord
Every crevice a chorus
The master suite is a symphony
The living room is a lyric of love
Midst this mansion of music there is a maestro
Who orchestrates the ornate with orchids
And whose baton bows to a beautiful beat
As gently the maestro guides a group through hallways of harmony
And notes that negate negativity
My muse is a mansion of music
Built on a foundation of a fundamental infrastructure
Bearing the signature of syncopation
Oh, were I but a ghost who haunts those hallways
Fervently and in all ways
And I could dance to the rhythm of roses and romance
Alas, there are no ghosts who haunt this mansion
Only devotees to the décor that delights their eyes
And scribes a theme to a score etched by lyrical love
Mansions as mystically magnificent as this one are few
Because, maestro, my muse in that mansion of music is you
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