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Captive Audience

A thunderous whoosh followed by a softer whisper

Like the swish of delicate ballet slippers

Across the studio floor.

A steady rhythm,

Caresses the ear,

Crests of waves that pirouette in the air.

The sleeper is seduced

By this lullaby-like song,

But deceived is the dreamer

Thinking it is the ocean

Crashing waves against the rocky shore,

For it is gusts of wind beating in harmonic motion,

The Magnus Opus of a winter storm,

Every note like

Pearl pebbles in the snow.

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