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My heart beats in my chest
barely able to move in the crowd
Their hearts beating like mine
Chants of the artist begin.
The lights went down and shouts of pure exhilaration spring out
That same feeling of almost falling is what I relate it to.
The first riff of the guitar rings out
and I just sit there mesmerized by the people I listen to everyday
Still not able to believe that this is happening
I mindlessly shout lyrics that are imprinted in my mind
I look to the people around me
and I feel at home.
My favorite feeling in the world
(p.c.)
