The brisk vibrations that are so familiar to the senses.
New rhythms, new beats.
Listen to the waves.
The sea that can be soft or thundering.
The sea that is rough or calm.
A slow ballad or an energetic jig.
Music contains it all.
Is it luck that you can hear?
Or a pity that you can not see?
I can't imagine the struggles of my peers.
Let the sounds sweep you into an unknowing bliss.
Please, relax, releive your stress.
Intoxicate your senses, forget your troubles.
Let the music move you.
Sway to the rythm, or let your imagination do it for you.
Notes in a pleaseant order.
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Poetic Justice
AcakThis book is a collection of all the poems, eye bouquets, etc. that I have written or enjoyed. Please comment and please tell me what you think. I wrote this in middle school so please take that into account. Eye bouquets are for blind people that...
