Where Is My Music?

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Someone once told me the story of Mimi and Rudolfo.. and I thought that the most beautiful love story I have ever heard..  Sometimes when the pain has had time to lessen, what stays in the memory is the beauty of the wonderful times.. The pain of sadness disappears, or at least becomes less acute, allowing one to remember the total joy of love...

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Where Is My Music?

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Was this a fleeting moment,
an interruption in our lives?
I learned from you a different view
of worlds to recognize.

.The music sings a love affair
so tender, yet so tragic,
of Mimi and Rudolfo,
and of all the mornings magic..

And pain comes rushing back to me
with tears like rivers flow.
A sadness has enveloped me,
Where did my music go?

©vrd.6/97

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