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One Day

Every shade shun on the sky, I wonder what happened today, It was beautiful, I wonder who’s special today is. I wonder who had the chance to look up at the sky and see every shade of colour there is. The plane flew right through a rainbow, on the left,  the sky was blazing oranges, the dawn, beyond words, the silver turned orange, the time we spun around the same place thrice I got to witness the brilliant reds. It was a complete day, I wonder who considered themselves lucky to be alive, because today is different from other days, It feels different. On my way to Mumbai again, I listen to Ed sheeran’s Give me love, James Bay’s Let it go, each music note of which make me spin around with utter grace in my head. If you get a chance use it, sit and breathe, listen to yourself breathing, empty your head for a moment, if you're listening to music then listen to every beat, you'll know you are listening to music speak, you'll know some part of your brain shakes up listening to the tune, the goosebumps that it'll give you, it'll be eye opening, it is an amazing experience. This happens to me when I listen to James Bay's "Let It Go" and "Broken Sorrow" by Nuttin But Stringz'. If you don't have a song yet you can listen to these, they might work as well as they do for me.

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