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rhythm of the wave
is like the rhythm
of the heart
is like the rhythm
of love's passion
and out in space
quasars speak
and planets turn
in a familiar pulse
the pendulum swings
the dog wags its tail
the traffic rumbles
like a bongo beat
a pounding drum
in every street
the chaos, the distant past
city blocks or farm fields
fractal cells of plants or men
do not reveal the maestro
alone upon a hill
I hear a tune played
only for me
a symphony played
only for me
I hear
the music
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