Music.

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Music is my daydream

Takes me out

So far

Away

From everyone else

Where I work out the pieces

Of life

In my head

Music will play

The sound so wondrous 

I can taste it,

Can see it,

Can touch it,

Not just hear,

No I don't hear

I feel and it takes me

By the hand

And I feel

And I taste 

And I see.

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