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Music Cuts Deep


Music pours into our veins. Cuts deep into our hearts. Releases all our fears and imaginations. Gets us thinking about life and sets us free. Sets us on the edge of our toes, so much we just want to run. Not knowing where or what we're going to do. Pushes us to the limit so much you feel like something is out there. Waiting, to be discovered. However our senses begin coming to us. Then we realize there's nothing out there. Just music playing tricks on our minds and, setting tears on the rims of our eyes But we continue to get out there in the world looking for something Satisfactions perhaps, The feel of just living and taking all our emotions in. Music cuts deep.
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