Refractions of Reality

I crave the dew

Of a new time and place

Where colors are all true

And we find common space

Refractions of reality

That hearts may be on display

And we all, to put it simply,

Might know what’s in a name

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"Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent." -Victor Hugo

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

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