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| I was looking through that old box and found...
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I was looking through that old box and found all my sheet music from about three years ago..almostĀ four. My first year in choir. My first music class ever. Pages and pages of songs, and packets of music theory which included andrew lloyd webber,Kenneth J. Dunbar and many more of my favorite composers. As i looked through all my old music, the songs began to sing themselves inside my head, and the words began to slip off my lips, as if i'd never forgot them. I was now standing with all my old friends, singing...at last again. The altos started the first verse, then came in the tenors (my turn), then the sopranos and gently followed the bass. We took not one single breath inbetween our lines, as we were directed not to. We were then lost in our song. Not only singing it, but feeling it, becoming it, and living it. The song of Kenneth J. Dunbar was over. We all looked at eachother, knowing we all did our best... and off stage we went.
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