Music without words,
Was the best sound iv ever heard,
It's vibrant flow,
Letting each key go,-
Your hands gliding down the staff,
Pacing a small draft,
Dispersing a wonderful sound as it floats,
I wish I could play these beautiful notes.
4,21,16

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Randomfinally my sun as it kisses my face, my sun as i lay in my favorite place, it warms my thigh, finally my sun in the bright blue sky, lost in the ocean colour, its beams shine like a world of wonder, as it coreses the leave less trees throught there...
Music without words
Music without words,
Was the best sound iv ever heard,
It's vibrant flow,
Letting each key go,-
Your hands gliding down the staff,
Pacing a small draft,
Dispersing a wonderful sound as it floats,
I wish I could play these beautiful notes.
4,21,16