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This is yet another way that I veiw the world. And as usual, it comes out on paper.
Submitted:Feb 16, 2012 Reads: 4 Comments: 2 Likes: 2
Chords
Are groups of notes
Played together in harmony
Yet, the world is filled with
Turmoil
War
Death
More bad then good
Chords are groups of notes
Played together
In harmony
So why can’t we be the ones
Making
Sharing
Spreading
The good?
Are we interlopers?
Is good a shibboleth?
Why can’t we become
A chord?
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