Soulful Grooves, C'est la vie !



Once upon a time,
there lived an earphone.

She was painted in white,
and made to sound
just so right.

But one day she died.

The thing is
like some puzzle pieces,
she could not be solved.

So, forever-
she remained unsolved.

I met her,
in her soulful grooves.

Hastily she said her words,
her language improper,
improbable.

I only had silence,
my language, swinging with metaphors.

Her sound always frolicking-
traveled to the distant
land of my heart.

But one day she died.
With her he died.

C'est la vie.



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