Accompaniment

Waking up alone...   Much like the sound of early-rising finches without the distant buffet of street noise The smell of morning dew without the sweetness of a freshly-cut lawn The rise and fall of a chest without saying anything at all   And yet...   The melancholic pang of heartstrings plucked without   Accompaniment.

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