Ode to Music

Your majors dance to right the wrong,

Your minors sweep in somber song.

Each note progresses flawlessly

To tell a story in any key.

A tune that captivates one’s mind

Has worries left to stray behind.

A universal cure to me

To listen is to truly see

How beautiful a work of art

From which, I’d never grow apart.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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