Often I feel destined to play an exciting gig or instrument

Only to fulfill the novel idea of me as a gangster rockista full of wit and clamor

I used to read stories about a girl finding her own way with the world

Playing drums , pulsing to the beat of her heart .

Then again, fiction and reality collide to remind us how life is worth keeping

One only needs to see the truth in the right eyes , long live the past for the present and future are both here.



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