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Close your eyes and listen: It’s the music from the sea playing just for you. A sea that you’ve never swum in. Its music echoes on the cliffs you’ve never jumped from. A melody of words that sounds familiar. Thoughts that never made it out of your mind are now free, you can see them on the shore. 

Get into the storm you never got into before, see what it brings and unveils to you. With every wave thoughts are left on the shores of the Sea of Words. Every other wave will drag them back inside for good. There are footsteps on the shores, someone was there, collecting reflections left by the sea. It was you, but you forgot. 

Be the seagull, be the phoenix, be every bird born over and over for the sake of finding treasures in between waves. Precious thoughts brought from the core, from the very inside of your mind. 

Collect every landscape you will see: you probably have some of them already. Your soul will melt all over: from the top of the mountains to the bottom of the sea. 

Close your eyes and be the sunbeam, leaking through your eyelids straight into your mind; become the sparkle on the surface of the sea, illuminating every chord of The Melody of Unspoken Words.