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Jul 2011
Makes us sing
about how we feel,
and makes us see in color.

Makes us feel what others do,
sad, angry, happy, and even peaceful.
Never destroy's anything,
hearts and souls of
friends and foes.

Makes us dance,
or feel energized enough
to run a mile
in someone else's shoes.

Makes us love,
Makes us touch our hands,
Don't let the music stop.
Can't let these feelings end.
Else it'll all be over
and we'll never see them again.
Sara Ackermann
Written by
Sara Ackermann  23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin
(23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin)   
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