He is Music

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Faithful friend
Who never left
With a click of a button
He flourishes. Coming to life,
Low and deep like a cello
High and loud like a shout.
He's my one source of comfort
The one who understand me.
It's the lyrical words
That envelope me,
Surrounding my mind
Into an imaginative place.
Rouge ocean waves calm down,
Volcanoes spewing lava stop,
Fields of flowers bloom,
Mouthing the lyrical words
Body moving along to him.

My one true faithful friend,
Who never dare leaves,
Attached to my hip
Becoming one with me.

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