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Mar 2015
The happy tune
makes me want to fly.

To sing, and dance
my way into the night sky.

The crisp melody
makes me want to smile,

to laugh.
run away to magical places.

I wonder why I am still here?


I open my eyes,
and see the boring, lacklustre world again.
Or so I think?

I slyly glance your way
and see your warm, chocolate-coloured eyes gaze back at me,

and I realize **I am exactly where I want to be.
What's with me and boys that love music?
Shylah S
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Shylah S  23/F/Canada
(23/F/Canada)   
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