Music
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What is a life with out music?From my point of view a life without music I think it doesn't even exist .I think it doesn't exist because a life no music you have nothing to inspire you. Sure music isn't the only thing that can inspire you.you can be inspired by music art dance people shows God clothes preaching speeches books and mainly anything animals and all make you inspired. Anything inspires you everything inspires you. Even the little things inspire us.Can all these little things happen to us without being inspired or by having an experience. I really don't think so. Music is love to someone's life. Music is grooving. Music moves a person and its shows any kind of love too. God created music. For example he created men and men created music. If it wasn't for him music had no birth. And I don't believe if music had no birth people would had be inspired so much.Music is the main thing that inspired 99% of our population all over the world think about it.what is music to you?
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