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Fingertips on piano keys. This head thinks. This heart sings.
"First I deadened the sounds. Dissected music like a corpse.
Proved harmony methodically.
Then did I dare bring it to life with my creative fantasy.
I started to compose, but quietly, until I finally reached into infinity.
Glory smiled on me. In the hearts of men I found some resonance."
Enchanting notes. Eternal harmonies.
Tenths and Sixths and Major lifts. But I envy deeply.

A requiem for the sons of harmony

The fortune of Mozart is burning me violently.
I cannot write, laugh, or sleep knowing he's better off than me.
I slipped Poison. The world's too small for our songs and us too.
If I cannot be the greatest, neither will you.

Rejoice with those who rejoice.
Weep with those who weep.
May your music rise to fame and the crowds forget your name.
Live your own life. Die your own death.

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