Music's Healing
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Music of love flows.
Within me, it grows
To the extent, it glows.
Despair away, it blows
To the point at a close.
Hatred, it overthrows.
To life, it is a dose.
Love of all kinds, it shows.
It does dismantle woes.
Like a beautiful rose,
It’s nice to all who knows.
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