All I Need
It echoes in my mind,
The beating of the drum.
Soon after I find,
I begin to hum.
The rythm and the beat,
the bass inside my soul,
it makes me move my feet,
it makes me feel whole.
Music sets me free,
and without that sound
that echoes through me,
I'd be in the ground.
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