I want music that sounds like the light freckled on my face,
that reminds me of walks and times with you, and you,
and me.
I want to feel the light from under the surface of a swim.
Or from the end of a biting breath.
I want to feel the smell of the light in autumn.
Music that feels like the stinging sweat in my eyes when only the wind has my back.
I want to feel the light freckled in the stories of love and strength and all that is.
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