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May 23
Music can be
a time,
machine ,
A song on
the radio,
Just, some old
classic,
From the past,
A wave of familiar
notes,
I begin to
drift..
Those lyrics,
I am taken
back,
Old wonderful
memories,
Of summer night's,
My favorite song,
playing,
Or on the car
radio,
Windows down,
driving a familiar
highway,
My best friend,
as a traveling
partner,
School dances,
long ago,
Slow dancing, a song,
that I will always
remember,
With a smile,
Music, let be
a time machine...
Written by
Deborah Flowers  63/F/Texas
(63/F/Texas)   
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       Malcolm and Jimmy silker
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