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Apr 2016
The melodies flow through the air,
reaching all who dares to listen.

When everything is just noise and static
the beat of the drum flows through.
Blinding the rest, until it's all you hear.

The flow of the voice that washes over you
causing emotions to crash through you
make your heart ache with recognition.

Makes you feel human,
lets you know that your emotions are real
that they are here.

Continue through the ages,
always changing
always evolving
but still has the same meaning.

The beautiful melody,
the noise that everyone admires
that will never die out.

Classical, Rock, Pop
Jazz, Metal, Rap...

The things that bring people together,
to come to appreciate the things that make us the same.
Alyssa Paul
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