dear future I - I wrote in circus letters on the yellowed paper - I know you are roughly an alcoholic by now, and you have already forgotten to read. - I stopped here and read it to myself again and again, I don’t know how many times, but by the time I started writing again the stars were already shining - Please never forget what music means to you! - I bit my lower lip, I do this when I overreact to something - I know at school you learned that music is a poem written for a melody, but it’s not. I smiled at that sentence. as a little girl, I always loved correcting a singing teacher - I think music is more than a poem or a simple melody. I lifted my gaze from the paper with one of my red unicorn hairpins, untied one of my brown locks of hair and then continued writing - Music is a feeling, a feeling that is constantly changing and that is always different. Be it classic feeling, pop or rock it doesn’t matter at all that this feeling is meant to free everything that is within you from you. I think once someone has found their own feeling the others can’t let go because they become part of it and they’ll just form a whole together. - once again I admired the finished great work and then sighed contentedly, folded the paper and put it in the drawer of my desk among the other letters and left the room.
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