Where would I be?
Composing, Lessons, and Practice is my game,
My life would B flat without these three.
Every note you add never makes the piece the same.
Music is the key.
Piano, Clarinet, Trumpet and more
Warm-ups, Fingerings, and Tone...
If only I could own a music store,
Maybe I should get a loan.
Music is who I am.
Music can be very sharp and natural
It comes from me like the calmness of a lamb
All these things are factual.
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