Maddison Cotherman Maddison Grace Cotherman Poems

Dreams are in our mind
We dream of things that are not real
But some things that we dream can be real
Dreams can be good, dreams can be bad
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Oh, the beat of the drums, the strum of the guitars
The melodies that make our hearts sing and our souls soar
The rhythm that moves our feet, the lyrics that speak our hearts
Rock N' Roll, the music that sets our spirits free
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We all have memories
Some are good
Some are bad
but we will always have
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