No. 056November 24, 2024

Sing

All the times you felt the music stir your soul, So much that your eyes welled up with tears, And you opened your lips in a silent scream. You didn't need the applause Or the compliments from the parents After the show. It was so much more than enough To have someone finally listen And tell you you could sing.
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