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Aug 2015
Notes....

Floating in a golden sea of sound....

Silver is the rain and the sighing of the flutes....

Drums for the thunder.

Trumpets sounding, with horns colliding, furious their clashing;

Lightning, hurled from the heavens.

So for music, and the soundings of the storm.
I was listening to the sound of thunder, and to music, deep and slow, when there came
a crack louder than the rest as lightning fell to earth, and all to the sound of trumpets....
The music and the storm, sounding together.
Christian Bixler
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Christian Bixler  25/M/Colombus, GA
(25/M/Colombus, GA)   
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