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The raw sound which flows from an instrument
Permeating the air with distinct chords and
The beat, the harmonious beating of a drum by one who has become one with it
I acquaint myself with the feeling of wood as my fingers grip the drumsticks once again
Begging to make contact with my drum
Begging to make something beautiful, a sound, a symphony,
Begging to bring with it, memories of times my being felt such passion
And then take away something of me also, just to return it when next i grace the stools where legends and bands had sat upon
Like the legacy of black sabbath as i absorb the music like a feast knowing that it may be my last supper,
But i take it in anyway, the Rush, like a lover, lays claim a piece of my heart
And i let it, because i give away myself so i may receive of them greater than I am
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