It takes her breath so fast that she can barely breathe.
Every moment that they can not see.
United with sensation.
Until the break of dawn.
Until the bass starts to boom, and he begins to play his song.
You can hear them riot.
And they know that they are not alone.
And she's just like him.
No one but herself.
The question of why stays translucent in her mind.
Common.
Sense; if you use it, you will see the light that shines.
And her.
She can feel you watching her.
But can you see her?
And what the music sings when you look into her soul?




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