If life had a beginning, a middle, and an end, for each of which we could assign a particular song to, our lives could be described in a soundtrack or discography; we would the curators of our own album. It could be complex, to include every relationship, birthday, every beginning, every end. Or it could simply be the moments we hold most dear. But to be able to share such a composition of songs could potentially mean that others could try to understand and possibly relate without a single word being spoken by either person. They would understand through the emotions which the music provokes, and perhaps, this could be more effective than explaining it in words, because even though something like music is so open to interpretation, can't words be as well?
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