Resonance
As I dance through this life,
I hear many songs.
So many friends speak
of rights
and
of wrongs.
I hear the phonics of collective beliefs.
When
I
have set on a new set of streets.
These roads unfamiliar,
yet curious I am
to travel the new way
with my chorus in hand.
My thoughts are the source of my creation.
and harmony
is
my delegation.
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