Laying down listening to music like it’s the only thing you’ve got.
No worries.
Just sounds.
Sometimes, just voices.
Closing your eyes and feeling the music.
Not like emotions, like movements.
Seeing the music like sounds.
Like images.
Like your life in your head, but still no worries.
Just images, like a movie.
Just sounds.
You can’t touch anything, but that’s all swell because there is nothing to feel here.
Just hear here.
Just listen.
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