Stirring Within
I hold it close to me.
Both it and I warming our spirits.
Building the passion within.
Staring in trance.
Pupils widened with anticipation.
Awaiting the moment of release.
To let the angels of sound escape me.
So I may elevate the outside world.
Listening to my unexplained musical impulses.
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