"Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit and never dies."
Would I say I love music? No, I probably wouldn't.
People usually say that in order to understand music, you need to be able to understand it. And I certainly showed no signs of feeling to sing a ballad anytime soon. So that's that then - I didn't understand music. But didn't I feel it?
Now that think of it, was it my lack in thereof subject that I didn't catch the melody she sang to me early enough, or was it all just in my head...
My story doesn't begin for the start, it loops right over at the end.
Or, if that's where it's ending...
Alisha Miracle died at 6:52 am on Wednesday.
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