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Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if men had ears: Their earth is but an echo of the spheres. |
screaming fields of sonic love!
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The city is a natural state
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