There was something about the way he talked to me.
Rythmn oozed from his crown to his feet... he was smooth.
His eyes saw into my heart, revealing all of my agony and pain; pushing me into a place of peace and timelessness.
His soul connected with mine.
I will always remember him.
He is my first love.
HE IS MUSIC.
This is very interesting as it was not assigned. You are in danger of losing credit for the assignments. We spoke about this in class but you have made no effort to complete the work.
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