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Haven


I close my eyes And let the sounds fill me Drift off to a world that only I see I can do anything Or love anyone All my struggles are lost in the song. My fingers move with a mind of their own Striking each key with a resounding tone Louder and softer Fast and then slow Keep hidden the secrets that only I know. It is a shelter, a hideout, a haven A place that I run to when all else has been taken A simple world Black and white Free from all pain as I play through the night. The only thing that I truly love As gentle yet wild and free as a dove I've been given a power I know I won't lose it For nothing can conquer the power of music.
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