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Let my fingers dance around the keyboard because my brain can't currently interpret what's on my mind thoroughly through symbols that can properly paint the situation. Trying to comprehend through colors, when no two see the same. But that's the beauty of this movie isn't it? It takes two to tango, and with a misstep, typically the worst outcome is you get tangled. I like solo jivin', as I groove to the sounds. But right now I don't wanna dance. Gonna feel free as I lay face down.

May lucidity shake us; feel and wear it like a bruise.
I feel every bit of blessed wear and tear, on the path to the truth.