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Sep 2012
It drives right to the core
like a stake to the heart

My insides clench
and my chest is full
I'm gaping at the world
pure ecstacy runing through my blood

Intoxicated by the melodies
moving and feeling
and sweating
like the beats are tangible
and seeping from me
not just my body
but my being

It's not just dancing
It's making love

It's not just music
Written by
   Nick Durbin
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