The Jazz

 It's the music that flows like a river that meets a small pond,

It's the notes that dances on the lily pads,

It's the instruments that makes the night sound so peaceful and romantic,

It's the mood you're in when you sit under the stary night wondering if all nights could be like this,

It's the music,

It fills your soul,

It fills your mind,

It never lets you down,

It guides you to a more peaceful place far from the outside world,

It's the music of the heart,

It's the music of you,

It's what no one sees,

It's what brings you back to reality,

It's called the Jazz in you.

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