Anatomy of a Backbeat

Breath is music. Human steps are music. Songs sewed from every thread of existence. DNA blows blissful sax riffs. Eardrums hum, hearts lay down steady beats. Lips bebop, feet hip-hop. Human touch plays double dutch with hanging ropes, twists them into love knots of well-tuned hopes. Breath is music. Human steps are music. Hollers of tolerance break down hate-hewn walls. B natural beauty chimes timeless melodies. The nectar drawn from human pain creates enduring voices sweet as rain. Breath is music. Human steps are music. Songs sewed from every thread of existence.

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