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Music


 

The notes leap off the page as he plays

the sweet melodic song

that brings people to their feet

and makes them dance to the beat

as he plays all day long.

 

The notes swim in the air as he plays

the addicting melody.

It drifts through their ears,

makes their eyes tear,

As he plays with hearfelt glee.

 

The notes come alive as he plays

the low harmonious tune.

The sound travels far

up into the stars

as he makes every note swoon.

 

The notes heal him as he plays

The song that is his life.

So he keeps on playing

and gently swaying

as the music makes him right. 

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mattie523

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