Shine On
I prefer to sing all day
Like a star that shines incessantly
And listen all night
To the music in my room.
When music comes
I open my mind.
When inspiration comes
I open my soul.
My heart beats
only one rhythm;
but my music
beats in millions.
Days pass.
Future comes.
But music is here.
I long for it, forever.
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