Synesthesia

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Can you hear it? The love filled whisper of a melody?

Spoken softly by an ancient source, hummed eternally by the galaxy?

Can you hear it? The color of love, the everlasting all?

I can hear the amber sun, chiming their golden tune, and the gentle grey winds,

Oh, I can faintly hear, the whispers of the silver moon, watching from a mist filled sky

Can you hear it? The voice of our universe, that sings a reqium for fate, the cosmic shad of time,

And can you hear my voice within, speaking to you the All's words?

"What have you to fear, when you can so plainly see the music of life?

Of regeneration, of rebirth?"

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