the magic strings of frankie presto

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I can no longer say more.
I've lost grip for words that even I can no longer construct a brief line
that coalesce perfectly with how I felt
at this very moment.
Even words can't define it.
But a mergence of melodies can come up with a better story to tell.
It's not a betrayal for literature,
but an accompaniment of music to my soul.
"Everyone joins a band in this life"
and I am embarking my own.

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