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likeafieldmouse:
To Music
Music: breathing of statues. Perhaps:
silence of paintings. You, language where all language
ends. You, time
standing vertically on the motion of mortal hearts.
Feelings for whom? O you the transformation
of feelings into what? – : into audible landscape.
You stranger: music. You,…
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