Life and death is like music. Life is the note. Death is the silence. Play your note well.
Bailey, do you ever hear music in your head ? You know, like even when there's none playing.
How is it that music can, without words, evoke our laughter, our fears, our highest aspirations?
Inner guidance is heard like soft music in the night by those who have learned to listen.
My thinking musically has always been more advanced - it is difficult to get it down onto paper sometimes, even now.
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