Musical Libation
The song of my soul,
A life story to unfold.
I write to contrive
The song I sing to survive.
Music the drug,
Airs of ecstatic buzz.
A story to be told,
Expression of my soul.
If all of life’s a drought,
Not drink, but music, I can’t live without.
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