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Music
It lives inside wanting to come out
It wants a way to express its self

It's soft and comforting
It's loud and angry

It's happy and kind
It makes you shine

It's mad and sad
It makes you want revenge

Music is life
Sometimes it's not fair
Night is
The quite hum of a fan
It's thoughts swimming inside my head
Thinking of tomorrow

Night is
A quite street with one lamp
It's shadows and strange noises
When monsters are under your bed

Night is
A sweet dream
It's counting sheep
A place where I'm safe
Sweet dough with chocolate spots
Tanning in the oven
The chips slowly melt

The delicious smell seeps out of the oven
Temptation to take them out early lingers in my brain
When they're done I have to wait 2 more minutes for them to cool

When it's time the excitement is like fireworks
They taste of joy
Ode to Chocolate Chip Cookies

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