The words, they teach of more
than definitions say; the drama
leads the plot, though creativity
has longed for more than theory

Music and dance entice the eyes,
but the heart remains sunk into
desire, as a muse of tragedy
waiting to be rescued at once.

But modern art has proved
to humanity it's not our savior,
and these words without a voice
will perpetually remain speechless.

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