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    Music

    Music is my life, my soul
    It is all around me
    I breath music
    I breath it when I go to sleep
    and when I wake up

    For breakfast I digest a 3 minute song
    For lunch I order a 4 minute to go
    And for dinner I pig out on a CD
    I have interludes for snack

    I go to music school
    I talk to my friends made up of
    notes, keys, altos, and monos
    My teachers don't talk they sing
    and when they're singing a boring song,
    I change the station

    I sit at my desk,
    which jumps and dances

    I go out on the town to a city of dancing lights
    the world is always dancing to
    R&B, Rap, Rock, Regga,
    and sometimes the best of them all
    ole school
    I like the world when it has an ole school feel to it

    I breath music
    I see music
    I live music
    And my life...is my song in progress


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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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