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Mar 2011
The beats run through my head,
The vibrations like a drug.
I close my eyes,
I see flashing lights and patterns,
The ambiance fills my core.
And as I open my eyes,
The music stops.
But I smile as the next beat fades in,
And I await my next adventure,
I'n a land of harmony and tempo.
Kal Kirk
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