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#😇My Status #🙆 Feel Good Status #▶️ తెలుగు వాట్సాప్ స్టేటస్ #🖋️నేటి కవితల స్టేటస్ #✨మ్యాజిక్ జంక్షన్✨
😇My Status - When the world feels loud, The Heartbeat of Music music becomes peace When the heart feels empty it' s not just a word. Music it fills the spaces It doesn't need language; even words cant reach because it speaks in emotions. Because music is not just sound brings a smile it is the breath of our emotions; It when sadness sits in our heart, the rhythm of our life, and the language of our heart and lifts us gently  when life feels too heavy to carry And when we feel alone in this world; music holds our hand gently, Music isnt seen whispering, "You are not alone' yet it touches the soul: It talks without words; It stays when people leave yet heals every wound: listens when no one does, and understands Sometimes its a whisper; | what we never say sometimes a storm In the silence of the night, In every breath in every tear, it becomes our heartbeat music lives with us, and aches with uS day It walks with our memories, until onel it turns our silence into strength holds our quiet tears, and our pain turns pain into poetry into a beautiful song and fear into faith. When the world feels loud, The Heartbeat of Music music becomes peace When the heart feels empty it' s not just a word. Music it fills the spaces It doesn't need language; even words cant reach because it speaks in emotions. Because music is not just sound brings a smile it is the breath of our emotions; It when sadness sits in our heart, the rhythm of our life, and the language of our heart and lifts us gently  when life feels too heavy to carry And when we feel alone in this world; music holds our hand gently, Music isnt seen whispering, "You are not alone' yet it touches the soul: It talks without words; It stays when people leave yet heals every wound: listens when no one does, and understands Sometimes its a whisper; | what we never say sometimes a storm In the silence of the night, In every breath in every tear, it becomes our heartbeat music lives with us, and aches with uS day It walks with our memories, until onel it turns our silence into strength holds our quiet tears, and our pain turns pain into poetry into a beautiful song and fear into faith. - ShareChat