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Sunday, October 6, 2013
A song.
Everyone has a song. A song that makes your heart stop and makes you stop breathing. A song that sets your soul on fire in a way that gives you butterflies. A song that seems to have been written just for you every time you hear it. That darling is the definition of a "good song". And that is why I believe in the power of music. Because it can turn your most tragic memories into a masterpiece. It can hold your hand through the pain. It can lift your spirit in a way people just can't. Music, dear, is the most powerful thing we have. Use it wisely. Don't waste it.
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