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Violinist

My fingers trace over the chords

Of my veins

Of my heart

I happily pluck them

To make an amazing sound

That vibrates my very soul

Adventure was all I ever wanted

I teach my thoughts to ball room dance

I show my soul

How to sing

I instruct my imagination to build a beautiful castle

I am the composer of my happiness

Everything is bright

And everything is illuminated with the sound of my music

I am the composer who had finally caught her big break after all year years

And that's alright with me.?

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 25, 2014 ⏰

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