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May 2013
My voice
I think it is the most beautiful thing about me
When I hear music,
My voice goes on autopilot
I let out a serious of notes
And when these notes connect,
It makes music
I make music
My voice is my life
For friend's will come and go
Boyfriend's certainly don't stay
Family sometimes drifts apart
But at the end of the day
When you have nothing left
You will always have your voice
Whitney B
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Whitney B
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   --- and MaRiahh Hodgkinson
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