Luna's Journal
Plato once said. "Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything."
Music is an escape. A place to indulge yourself in who you are, what you feel; a place where you don't have to pretend you fit in with the world. Once music is a part of you it leaves an imprint in you that can never be forgotten or rid of.
Music describes what is indescribable. Music tells a story when the world cannot. Music comforts you, when others won't. Music is your friend, and when everyone has abandoned you, and you're so alone, music makes you feel warm, surrounded by thousands.
Music isn't to impress or for success, but for harmony to every melancholy melody there is. And until you've reached that, it's a sad life you've been living, I can tell you that. It hurts nothing more to see the light when you realize you've lived in darkness forever. I don't want that darkness anymore. When I have my music, and nothing else matters in the world.
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