It takes us through childhood.
We can sing (even if it sounds horrendous).
It lives as people die.
It shows us what people never could.
It guides us to trust.
It gives hello's as others wave bye.
Music is everywhere.
All we do is listen and it's heard.
It moves us up when we're on the ground.
It can lead us back to where we once stood.
It remakes us from dust.
It makes us forget to feel anything that could taint us.
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The First Fifty Pages Of Me by Nailinthewall
ŞiirThis is all the weird things I think and what I will never say. And my personal journey in my last year of school.
