Music.
Who can explain why this rhythmic magic carries us all away?
Not I.
But I can thank it
because it's saved me
from myself.
Music soothes me.
Creating it cleanses me.
It washes away the bad things
the bad thoughts
the anger I hold inside
the need to be heard.
I close my eyes
and listen to the world surrounding me.
And then, I shut it out
and let myself drift away
into the world of music
where I am free.
I'm the wind, rushing through the trees.
I'm the sea, crashing onto the shores.
I'm an eagle, soaring through the air.
I'm a summer day, full of possibilities.
But most of all, I'm free.
Music is freedom to me.
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