If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.

Anna Akhmatova
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When you are music to my ears, I can’t help but be happy. I feel so happy when you are around me. I am glad that you are here because it makes me want to smile all the time. You make me feel like singing and dancing all the time.

When you are around me, I feel like everyone else is invisible to me. You make me feel like singing all the time. I wish that I could play music with you ceaselessly.

Source: The Complete Poems Of Anna Akhmatova

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