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Poetry: Music

by Natilee Stobaugh

Created on: August 13, 2009

Moves My Soul

It's the pound when the drums hit,

The ring of a trumpet.

That moves me.

The whine of the electric guitar,

It can't be far,

From my soul.

From mallets to strings,

Brass to ivory keys,

I feel at home.

And at the sound of the crescendo,

I'll step up to that microphone,

And find what I'm looking for.

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