Humans live life according to their inner purposes,
some bringing joy and happiness through serving of
others.
Some playing in bands to entertain with innate
feelings, those who have an affinity to their soul's
livelihood.
Touching hearts of, even sinners, on pathways crooked
and losing God.
Tears of melodies, playing their parts well, jarring
delinquents back on course.
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