The rhythm of your words, produced by the percussion of your lips, keeps time with the beat of your heart. I can only dream of creating

such crafted, complex music; no mastery of mechanisms - maladroite. I listen to your discourse, mesmerised, discovering new worlds

given breath by your tongue, and understanding life a little more. Your music now has meaning, where once I heard only mystical chanting, relegated to ancient folklore.

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