I will drown you, in music as in enfolding hush,
Dare you to close your eyes, and feel the sway!
Locked in a padded cell, of confining symphony,
Relinquish subliminal notions and foolish tarps!
Tis’ not a single stone unturned, of impish delight,
Nightingales fly home, tired wings, fading serenade!
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