The Unfamiliar Tones of Life
I woke up with a tired look in my eye,
As I gaze at myself in the mirror,
Dissonances fill my head.
When will this turn into a resolution –
A complete consonance of tones?
Sometimes I feel that I am wandering
In an abyss of harmonic suspensions;
Not knowing when I will surface.
Feeling quite low
But exasperated by the highness of thoughts.
As I gaze at myself in the mirror,
Dissonances fill my head.
When will this turn into a resolution –
A complete consonance of tones?
Sometimes I feel that I am wandering
In an abyss of harmonic suspensions;
Not knowing when I will surface.
Feeling quite low
But exasperated by the highness of thoughts.

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