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 when in those hours that the heart

feels that the only existence

 lives deep inside,

suddenly the mystery of song appears

 at first in a thought, then in a word 

Forever released - no more to hide.

 none really know what magic

creates such a sweet

 and  melodious spell,

the trance if but lasting

 for the briefest of time

unchains the soul from its cell

\ music is heard by many, often

in a manner that they do not

 Freely understand,

but if we are lucky to hear

 and accept the haunting rhythms

 of the heart - Amorous transfer

 is as near as the gentlest command.