Fulfilling Translations


A single note fills the air

The gentle reverberation sending chills through my spine.

Notes, chords

The whole melodies I play bounce off the walls.

And like a mother holding her newborn child

There is warmth and joy radiating through my whole body.

My own creation

A melody of my own

My feelings translated into the language of instruments.



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