The Song of my Soul

September 29, 2009
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Music rings in my ears,
As I turn on my radio;
When I have played my violin for many years,
It feels as if my soul is mellow.

The song of my soul sings out,
As each note is played;
I will absolutly doubt,
That my soul maybe plain.

I keep listening to music in my heart,
So it wouldn’t tear me apart;
And I know that I won’t turn cold,
As I play the song of my soul.

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