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The darkness the chuckling expectation static on fire the strings shake the leather oscillates the ebony follows the ivory the saucer vibrates hands reach for the sky piggy backs jostle beams search out crowds go wild ears open wide the voices converge booming tubes coma inducing throaty in unison musical ‘in same nation’ together in the moment words are visualised mindless contact in soulful understanding the rhythm goes on the pulse rises the adoration becomes I am transformed into my idol
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 11:10 AM UTC
Lovers telephone
The darkness the chuckling expectation static on fire the strings shake the leather oscillates the ebony follows the ivory the saucer vibrates hands reach for the sky piggy backs jostle beams search out crowds go wild ears open wide the voices converge booming tubes coma inducing throaty in unison musical ‘in same nation’ together in the moment words are visualised mindless contact in soulful understanding the rhythm goes on the pulse rises the adoration becomes I am transformed into my idol
where the microphone started, now used in music concerts
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 11:10 AM UTC
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