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Start To Endeavour

Start To Endeavour

Start To Endeavour

Does the feeling exist i'm yet to discoverĀ 
I'm surrounded by loved ones and music I endeavourĀ 
My mind is blind and my eyes are a mirror
These surroundings and feelings i'm yet to captureĀ 
I need to wake up and not time watch foreverĀ 
Movement and emotions are one's for the futureĀ 
Discover, endeavour, mirror and remember, the music you hear, forever the futureĀ 

I notice my feelings are buried withinĀ 
When Adele and her voice bring hairs to my skinĀ 
My mind is now open, her poetry strikes deepĀ 
This beauty in front I take to my sleepĀ 

My eyes are streaming, my senses are shiningĀ 
The beat has ignited the light that is timingĀ 
My music, my life, the candle is burning Ā 
The tunnel is wide, the volume excitingĀ 
It's time to eject, shed light and reflectĀ 
This chapter I've lived, I will never forgetĀ 

Discover, endeavour, embrace the future, my music and soul, the art I live for

Ā 

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Marion

A fabulous write Dan...welcome to Cosmo ??

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Dan Brain

Hi Marion.., Thank you for acknowledging my write and commenting kindly. Yes.., that was my first share on here.

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Gwendoline

Wonderful piece, there is a beat to this as you read. Music is like food for the soul. Beautifully pennedĀ 

welcome to Cosmo šŸ‘‹šŸŒ»

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