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MusicWhat is missing from our lives is music
The song of the wind in trees, or falling rain
Or bird song in the dead of night
Or children laughing at things we have forgotten.
The silent melody in the meeting of eyes,
Something much deeper than words can't tell.
The symphony of love dissolves all time
And the choir of our deepest and purest dreams
Sings forever in our heart of hearts.