A lot can say music is their lives
But very few mean it
My life runs in verses
Melodies, and harmonies
My life is lost in sound
And nothing is real
Because real beauty
Has no appearance
No shape, no color, no flaws
And beauty is boundless
Music doesn't take, doesn't ask
Its beautiful and perfect
Music is life.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
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