Music
Music inspires me.
The beat, thouch of the strings,
soothing chords balancing,
harmony, I feel free.
Filling my lungs with-
Song, connecting to my soul.
Practicing towards my goal.
It's something I miss,
Up on stage was bliss.
Now I sit back and hum along, dreaming the score
And sometimes wishing for more.
To be in a band.
They're stories in all songs,
We just listen along.
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