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What a wonderful melody. It’s those little things that make you realize that the things you thought mattered, really don’t. Little things like hearing your footsteps hit the concrete, it’s like finding the perfect beat, and every action you take is just another complimentary lyric. Its something unforgettable, it’s the verse. It’s something that keeps coming back to you, in its very own magical repetitive way, its the chorus. It’s something out of the ordinary, unexpected, maybe the climax, and the changing point in your life, the bridge. But it’s those footsteps that first catch your attention, you write your life by those footsteps, and each step you take falls perfectly into the context. And it’s only because it’s your song, it’s your life, and at the end of the day only you can do something about it. You can go back, edit the lines that aren’t as significant anymore, or add memories that flow with ones of the past. You can leave it as is, let the beat ride, and just let go, let go and sing at the top of your lungs.

Go find your smile and let it shine tonight, where ever you are.