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Maestro

Pianissimo
The running melody starts
Crescendo, Decrescendo
In and out it weaves
Gradually climbing
Drums rumble in the distance
The rich tone imminent
Fortissimo suddenly
Fully rushing along
The river ligers not
Throws itself down the rocky cliff
With a sincere confidence
A longing to go down
The cymbal crashes, timpani boom
Down, down, down
Ringing becomes softer
River hints at former power
Which soul among us could conjure up
Such a symphony
A the masterful falls



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rosykatnip97This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Dec. 18, 2010 at 3:27 pm:
i could actually feel this pounding in my person. :)
 
smart_blondeThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Dec. 21, 2010 at 7:36 pm :
Thank you! I felt the same way writing it!
 
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