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Music


Music

How it can make you sway and dance all night long.

It can be an entire album or just one song.

My eyes and feet are all controlled by the beat.

Songs that be so fye, from the speakers you can hear, see, feel, taste, and touch the heat.

It captivates you from the first note. 

Music is the key to the soul, no?

Controls your every note.

When you hear it, you get what it is most called "the groove."m

Once you feel the rhythm, the lyrics, even the adlibs, you have sunk,

Into a place when you can never forget the funk.

 

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I just want my voice heard.

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