My life is a melody a soft and simple rhapsody
A syncopated serenade wrapped with chromatic dissonance
My agilmente berceuse floating through the ledger lines in common 4/4 time
From ab aeterno every heart has kept a tempo
Concertos of their own accord until each beat has diminished
Some beat alla breve, some in caesura, some try to borrow time
A true rubato line.
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