Song
Songs we're beautiful
They are form of art
Whenever I feel unsure
Unhappy or tired
Music was my company
It was a great comforter
Feelings we're expressed
And thoughts left unsaid
Was carried on its verses
The lyrics was Its soul
Its body was the Tone
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الشعرRandom Poems and Letters about Life (A day to day journal of thoughts) #5-Daily Thoughts (June 10, 2020) #4-Daily Thoughts (June 13, 2020)
