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Post by red530 on Mar 7, 2006 20:22:48 GMT -5
A new song is created, It has beautiful notes and dynamics, One part pianisimo; next is piano, metso-forte, fortisimo... NO one can lower its reputation and beauty, for its staff guards its words and meanings, On a day, someone takes the song and adds their own words to it, The words do lower its reputation and meaning, Words of hate, mockery, and pollution, It is a betrayal.
The song is now tainted with the words of bad conduct and is no longer worthy of its singer, but guess what: the song lives on, The words may be replaced, but the song lives on, The meaning may be a misunderstanding or a mockery, but the song lives on, The staff may be filled with insults and trash, but the song lives on, In other words, you may ruin my musical notes stored in the staff within my reputation to make them seemed depressed and sadened, but in my mind and soul:
"I LIVE ON."
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