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A Beautiful Creation

Everyone gets assembled
No one speaks
The conductor lifts his wand
The assorted instruments of the orchestra follow

It starts off soft, staccato form
The percussionists sit eerily still
Their ears hunger for music
The violins feed their needing minds
The string bass pushes its way in

The crash symbols avalanche together
It is a moment of panic
A instant of pure joy
Everything goes silent
Wineglasses crescendo into the theatre

I was there
Listening, playing
Enjoying every second of it
People surrounded me
Music from every direction
A beautiful creation
That only one man could manage

Music is my life
There is no deterrent
To how far I can go
In Life

I don’t have a limit
I don’t need one
I Love my Life
It is an absolute fantastic world




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