The Band Director
Opened the doors,
and sounds surounded me.
My soul ached for more of this chaotic tranquility.
Oh, and the love of song,
it was effervescently amusing.
I effortlessly adored the unstable stability.
When the director walked in,
his friend- silence -took over.
With one look, they began to play the worlds emotions.
I have never felt such an immence sense of pride.
An inspiration, an expectation, and a true explanation of life.
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