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Rose sat on her bed, leaning against the wall. She was keeping mostly to herself, not knowing many of the other passengers. She knew she needed to come together with them once they reached the new planet, but she wasn't social. As long as she was surrounded by music and teaching music, she would be able to talk to anyone. She played a chord on her guitar and began strumming away. She was writing the music down once she was satisfied with the tunes and words. She was thinking about how she would teach music to others and found a solution. It came from the heart, no matter where you were there was always a song in your heart.