The Music of Happiness

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Rocking with the beat of a thousand breaths
My eyes following the language of symbols
Synchronized with a hundred other masters
My fingers moving quick and nimble
 
 
The anticipation builds as my solo draws nearer
Four measures, then three, two, and one
Euphoria explodes as I enter the spotlight
All too soon, it is already done
 
My one dream is to play the flute
In the New York Philharmonic
To experience the euphony of community
I want to be a talent they would pick

 

 

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