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Waves crash into your eardrum,
rythms flow through your heart, the melodies stimulate your mind, the messages reassure your soul, muscles twitch with the tapping of my finger, eyes blink with the thunder of the drums, movements shift to fit the beat, rump shifting in your seat, chills from the energy, warmth from the beauty, the essence of man, the music is the key, it opens up our minds to the truth, and our hearts to each other, there is no such freedom from another creation, could God have given a better gift, only challenger is love, but I dearly thank God, for the gift he sent from above, MUSIC
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