The Essense of Music

The rhythm. 

The vibration. 

The sweet sense of passion. 

The ability to interpret emotion. 

All the minor falls and the major lifts have a direct connection.

For with it comes peace,



and imagination. 

Nothing compares for those who understand.

From the classics to the most resent. 

It travels through the world,

with reminiscent features. 

And at the end of all,

ones longing was quenched. 

Because that same



was all that was ever needed. 

The key to the soul. 

He renewal of ones mind. 

From dawn to dusk it continues.



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