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Dance
adrenaline pumping
rhythm moves
in and out
up and down
and i move with it
blindly, freely
letting the sound carry me
the pure voice of everything glorious
echoes through my ears and my steps
and my hips and my hair
rhythmically enchanting
and i'm driven
driven to dance
till the music stops, empty throbs
and i breathe heavy breaths
waiting to start again.
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Note: written July 8 2001, a spontaneity challenge by a friend.