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  • Electric cries fill the air,
    Leaving the pipeline from my heart,
    Soaring above soiled feet and hair,
    But you’re just playing your part.

    Funk flows with tremendous thump,
    Bouncing bass line quietly breathes
    Guiding your path through treacherous humps,
    Staying when others would flee.

    Frolicking on ivory keys,
    A playful melody makes waves.
    Passion flows on a liquid breeze
    To an endless music maze.

    Hearts thump with kicks on a drum,
    Pounding life deep into the scene,
    Making the onlookers numb,
    Pushing them to sensory dreams.

    Forces collide, what springs forth
    Is the sound of whispering spirits,
    Directing all traffic up north
    Where happy people hear it.

    Falling back to earth again,
    Drifting on air and nighttime winds,
    Is the warm feeling of a friend
    Who will faithfully return.
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