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Music


Music I can feel it in me

 

To sense my hands on musical instruments like piano or guitar is the freest feeling for me to have.

 

Like  noticing my fingers transitioning from black to white piano keys on the piano or sensing of
my thumb strumming from E string to the B string on the guitar .

 

Pricking of my ears to instruments synchronizing in music I feel like I am listening to a story just  without the use of spoken words.

To perceive the elevated high to the subtle low of pitch, to sense the beautiful range of sound that
plays. It might be weird to you but it feels like it’s natural to me.

 

When I play I feel free, I do not think of anything but the music that I am playing. I get so lost in it that people have to bring me out.

 

Music that steadies inspires me to do what I love to do.

 

Music is my gateway through life, to let out what I feel just by playing, listening and more.

 

Music

 

"How can we as people live without it?"

 

I honestly cannot.

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rmw748222

senior at ocean springs high school write poetry and music.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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