Star were shining down on me and the breeze of the sea was calming my entirety. I decided to take a walk on the shore as the moon painted it silver and came across a 'bangka' - a type of vessel used for fishing in the Philippines. With no doubts, I quickly entered the bangka and laid down on the bow. I got all I need to travel long distances - my cellphone and earphones. I put them on, clicked 'play', and closed my eyes.
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The brass band roared, the drums kicked in, and the bass guitar went in. I was at a crooner's concert, looking from left to right, asking myself "Where am I?" and suddenly she... She entered the room, dazzling in her ruby red lace dress. I was not controlling my body, my mouth sang out of the blue, "You're just too good to be true", and I really can't take my eyes off of her.
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Her eyes gleamed like the moon's glaze after stormy clouds vanish. She's my home, she's my heaven. I want you near me, your presence to comfort me in the cold nights of December. The spotlights blinded my sight as they passed beyond my eyes, the crowd were dancing and they shouted, "I looooo-," overpowered by the brass band.
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After all, I finished the song, realizing I was not just in the concert but I was the crooner himself. I was Frankie Vallie.
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