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the rhythm gives a steady pulse
dizzying, blinding. my heart beats heavy only to Please. [the heady demands drive me on] my head swivels, my body turns, each Note drives me to a higher plane of blissful exultation. my brain is plagued with the heavy beat. i’ve become a slave… for when the Music sounds, i respond.
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