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| Music of My Life A rainy afternoon with nothing much to do.. I play back the songs of my life on the small cassette player. Music.. my first best love.. and at times my worst enemy. Music is the bonding force that keeps the scattered pictures of my life together. It reaches far back into a piece of my soul that I sometimes forget exists. It fills me with contentment.. and with pain. It taunts me with the realization that time has indeed moved on. And that that the pieces of my life have become just memories. It reminds me non too gently that I've outgrown the sweet innocence of childhood.. never to return.. except perhaps for days like these.. when we can sit here alone.. just me and the music of my life. |
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