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middle of rehearsal and she says, “mix it up! stand by someone from... a different section.” making eye contact with that choir boy, secretly wanting to stand together, wondering if he did too. so without hesitation i moved. one quick glance, determination in our eyes, we were ready; and we plunged into our song, harmonizing to the soprano melodies, making our voices climb and sink back into our lower ranges, supporting one another. the entire medley- my voice strong his voice stronger, my adrenaline rushing his calmness securing, my exhilaration rising his soul smiling. nearing our triumphant conclusion, closing together in perfect unison.
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 1:30 PM UTC
choir boy and i
middle of rehearsal and she says, “mix it up! stand by someone from... a different section.” making eye contact with that choir boy, secretly wanting to stand together, wondering if he did too. so without hesitation i moved. one quick glance, determination in our eyes, we were ready; and we plunged into our song, harmonizing to the soprano melodies, making our voices climb and sink back into our lower ranges, supporting one another. the entire medley- my voice strong his voice stronger, my adrenaline rushing his calmness securing, my exhilaration rising his soul smiling. nearing our triumphant conclusion, closing together in perfect unison.
today in choir :) never get to stand near my friend since he is a bass and i'm an alto.
#music#choir
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margo-may
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 1:30 PM UTC
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