The Journey of a Progression

Then a tritone, and another
a series, a sequence running
quavering, it resonates,
only to land diminished
then to augment reality
with major changes: it modulates;
now a rainbow of colours
which dirty the pallet
flow and merge into black;
A hopeful F#Maj add 9, b13
cadences minorly.

A running description of a complex fictitious piece of music nearing the end.

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