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“Music gives a soul to the universe, Wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, And life to everything.”
Cromwell Dean was in so much pain that it took away his joy to play music that he’d once loved. Pain that caused him to shed tears.
Her voice was violet blue. I closed my eyes. It was my favorite color to hear.
“I believe that music should tell a story. I believe that in the notes and melodies there should be some kind of meaning. Music should take you on a journey, crafted by the creator’s heart.”
My father’s face flashed into my mind, and with it came the reminder of the void his absence had brought, never to be refilled.
Ugh 💔
When the threat of death hung over you, you realized that your true dreams weren’t so grand. And they all came down to one thing—love. Material possessions and idealistic goals faded away like a dying star. Love was what remained. Life’s purpose was to love.
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