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Riding the Waves | ||||||||||
People are jamming. Baselines are thumping. Arms are upraised. Spirits are howling. Energy builds and can't be contained. In the music, we all are the same. The beat enthralls, the moment calls. The voice inside my soul unleashed. The music, it drives me. The music, it saves. Leave me alone. I'm riding the waves. Emotions, they fly. To new depths they dive. Release I cannot stave. In eternal-ness, we all feel alive. To be real is all I crave. Sensations, they flare. I'm now without care. Any moment in time Will not be spared. The music, it tapers. The motion, it slows The passion is spent with the sweat through my pores. I summon my breath, which returns to its cave. I know I've touched heaven. I've ridden the waves. |
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