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Sep 2018
I got back to my cabin
it was late,
but I put in my earbuds
listening to a song,
like magic, I heard this song
as if for the first time,
the melody and lyrics calming
my restless mind.
These moments
I can count on one hand
and I was glad to be
alive,
music has the power
unlike anything else
to bring healing to
the wounded.
Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron & Wine
Aaron Michael Brown
Written by
Aaron Michael Brown  24/M/Ga
(24/M/Ga)   
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