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Sep 2018
Notes drift through the air
Everything stops to listen
The violin bow drifts
Through dimensions of music
Carving a note into the earth
Miles away,
Fingers move across a keyboard
Creating magic
Real magic
Through music
Next to her
A gentle voice begins to sing
Creating a melody
Music travels everywhere
It's real magic
To those who can
Written by
Emma Q  F
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