I feel music in everyone. That's what music is; a feeling. It's the sound of a stick on a drum or your lips on a saxophone, but it's also the sound of a gray day or a solitary mountain. It's the sound of me and of you.
The music of people together.
The saddest sound is no music at all. But that's the price to pay when you don't feel anymore.
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Storm
NouvellesAnd if you peel back the layers, all you'll have is a flower that can't go back together. ----- The story of Storm and the way she fell apart.
