The cello sings me to sleep

The saddest, most beautiful voice I've ever heard

Notes carefully composed into a tragedy that floats through the room with ease

It lulls me into oblivion

Quieting my fears and hushing my worries

The bow and strings beckon me

Carry me along with their song

The melody entombs me

And I become another prisoner to this lullaby

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