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Feb 2018
You sit on a slab of stone at the edge of a fountain. A sweet, haunting melody communicating its meaning into your right ear. Eyes closed, you see only darkness. Feel the sun’s heat burn into your back as a refreshing breeze brings pervasive mists of water from the cascade of crystal liquid only a few meters away. You slowly drift into unconsciousness as the music softens. A tear slips down your face; it gains speed until it slams into the pavement and seeps into the ground, but you have by then moved onto the light streaming into your vision of black. You had become attentive from the crescendo of polyphonic but simple keys playing a familiar tune, still only through your right ear. In your left, you hear the wind and water, which both seem to be gaining in sound with the music. You inhale; feel the air flow into your lungs and mix with your body. Now exhale. Your breath mingles with oxygen in the open space as you deflate from the tiny loss of life.
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Ives  17/F
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