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The Power of Music


It’s a feeling that I can’t describe.

Something so out there that no one else knows how I feel.

It’s something that has a conversation with my soul.

Speaking a language that is transposed into a rhythm, a beat.

Music is what speaks to my soul.

The many levels and complications that are put into it are inspiring, how they can describe a feeling that I didn’t even know I had.

It is my escape.

Something that I run to in the toughest times.

I can put on those headphones and block out the world around me.

I then enter a world of hard beats, beautiful melodies, fantastic harmonies, and inspiring lyrics.

It is my own little world.

A place where I would like to be lost and never found again.

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Courtney Marie Adkins

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