4 a.m Dancing


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The music starts to play…

I hear nothing,

but beauty in happiness to this day,

click of a button and there goes another day,

I pray and meditate,

but nothing can alleviate that fate:

That of the negative grooves tapping within…

Screeching within…

I can lay no longer in this bed,

for this quarrel within my head…

Must be resolved,

my resolve is that of a warrior,

I will fight to the death,

however…

This is a battle with my mind…

So,

I must act rather kind…

I get up and close my eyes,

I open my mind and start to dance…

Slowly…

With much certainty…

I notice the music changing within me…

So you want to dance?

Different voices I hear singing;

the same voices reaching out their hands and trying to grab me by the waist…

Knowing that even a warrior must be tired of leading…

I feel…

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