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Musical meditation: The prelude.

by zane2976

theres old music and theres new music theres music to evoke feelings and theres music to lull memories out theres music for moods and theres music for thoughts theres music for whispers and theres music for loud theres music for words and theres music without theres music for softness and theres music for hard times theres music you play and theres music that comes out of you theres music that sends chills down your spine and theres music that warms you deep down theres music for getting things done and theres music for sitting alone theres music that comes and goes and theres music that remains steady Everything falls away And then there was music.
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Aug 5, 2020
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