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Nov 2017
She loves music
It is her escape
She is dead inside
When she is alone
Music is there waiting to be heard
Music is not living
But it is alive
Without music she is nothing
It is her surrounding
She loves it so much
To where it consumes her
She was once alone
Dead inside
Now she is alive
She is heard
I wrote this when I was 13.
Whitney Grey
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Whitney Grey  17/F/USA
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