You and I are strangers.
We bow to each other.
This me is made of non-me elements.
This bell is made of non-bell elements.
Let us sing together.
A timid invitation brings a soft whisper.
An anxious invitation brings a quivering voice.
An irritable invite brings a thunderous clap.
A calm invite brings soothing waves.
An empty mind invites a rich melody.
We bow to each other.
Strangers no more.
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