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They
sing the
words
and I
sing
along.
I get lost in the music.
The beat of the drums matches
the racing of my heart. The guitars
bring to life the feeling of the lyrics. I'm
surrounded by hundreds of people
but I only hear the voices from
the stage. There is no dwelling,
no thoughts swarming. The
feeling is utterly warming.
I never want to leave. I want
this to last forever. My words float
in the air, they say what I feel. I'm floating
higher and higher. I'll be floating for a while but
I will come down once the drums stop, the
guitars go quiet, and the last word is sung.
I will say I floated higher than I have
ever managed to. I will say my
time was spent well. Then
I will come home.
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