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Great musical tunes brings great thoughts to life. |
| Science of Tunes The pen revolts and words jamm A barren mind, not worth a damn Musing for days with a mind so anxious Brings back the same dark canvas Just then tunes of bliss land Like fairies with magic in hand On a plain deserted mind A tiny seed of thought is finally sowed Magical tunes nurture to help it grow Parched seed drinks from sweet Liszt. Gusty Beethoven brings the gush of breeze Towards the sky, Where Mozart is the sunshine, The seed spreads its first vine |