The music was Arabic and while the music was not new he could not recognize the melody/because its architecture entwined his soul/how/he wondered/it was that he is able to understand the purpose of every note/of the entire composition // where had these sounds come from?/the guitar’s strings produced waves that were part of a universal logic/from whose structures, mankind learned to/make sounds and quickly thereafter/speak // the music cries as the human animal cries just before laughter begins // it is melancholic/the pain and ecstasy/ bones/and moving outward
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