Life's Choir
Music was the first sound heard in the wake of the world's creation
When the sound of the first breathes were taken, that was music
Music was the sound of water brushing against fresh sandy shores
Music is the sound life as we know today
The typing of a keyboard or the first cries of a newborn
Music is the sound that can never truly be taken away
Even when the silence becomes deafening
When loneliness becomes unbearable
Music was, is, and will always be
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