Followed is a piece I wrote after having been touched by Alex's (from El Salvador) writing.
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Unison
The harp that is the world
plays many tunes
in its many strings.
Some strings resonate
and some vibrate
in creation's bliss in living.
A discordant symphony,
a grand aria
all this blissful noise is!
Each note in each movement
is a poem and a dream unto itself.
Some rare moments though
strings far apart
on the harp that is the world
reverberates, in unison,
of a happy song.
You and I,
far apart,
strings we are,
create these rare dreams,
these rare songs,
together, without knowing.
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