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Sep 2010
Music, Music, musical notes,
so it streams and so it floats.
As swiftly as a rushing stream
flowing through my dreams...
Lyrics fill my gentle soul,
to inspire is its very goal.

To stop my music, or so it seems,
is to crush my hopes and dreams.
Many songs do I acquire,
All to simply satisfy desire.
Pen to paper is how it starts,
written thoughtfully and in parts.

This is how a great song starts...
Written by
Haley  NH
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