Music
The musician who sits alone,
Counting, counting, every Beat,
1, 2, 3 - 4, 5, 6 -
A raise of an arm,
A light turns on,
1, 2, 3 - 4, 5, Breathe -
And Life begins -
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I'm a musician about to go to college. Music education is my major. My mom is an English teacher and librarian.
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