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Music Of The Heart
9 March, 2004
Author: Keith

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In my music, I am free
There are no boundaries set for me
The music flows in sweet accord
In my heart is where my song is stored

The music wraps me in its enchanting sound
Enveloping me and everyone around
Its dark sound resonating through the walls
Gliding through the atmosphere, down the great halls

Song of my heart, play your dark melody
The dark, sweet sound of ebony
Let your music fill the air
Chase away all my doubts and despair

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Meridian (152.163.252.232) -- Wednesday, March 17 2004, 06:04 pm

Ta, ta, ta

I can almost hear the music Keith; can't you? Another spicy poem!!
 
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