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Music

My brainwaves reach your ears

My heartbeat fills your head

Some hum along with me

Some stay dead

I compel you to move

To join in my dance

Some sway their arms

Some leap and prance

I'm most different

Then any sort of sound

You can't tell what I'll be

Wil I be quiet? Will I be loud?

I can read and rearrange your soul

I can change your thoughts and feelings

Some I can excite

All I can heal

The sounds I make

The songs you create

I am music

I have no leader

30.3.2017


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