I've fallen in love and I can't get up, and my soul mate appears to be music. Every time I hear some form of music, my ears go into such a state of ecstasy that can only be described as love. I just want to stay in this moment, in this feeling, forever. Music is the ecstasy to my ears and soul that can drown out the stressing thoughts and the internal pain. It takes me to another world that only goes away when the music does. Music has a certain kind of magic, and that magic is mine.

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Kort verhaalThe hole of reality written with an unrealistic connotation.