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Having recreation and leisure at a hopping karaoke concert.
comments and lively music.Seething anger being stilled in dances of melody, insuringthat there will be no fights or disagreements.Collecting numerous memories throughout the night and wellinto the morning hours.
Hope is a cloud,
Gliding throughout the universein a spiral of mist.Hope prays for meaning, delicatelywhispering towards heaven.Alighting in a tangled web of pleas,hope struggles to live on in me.
A man named, John, belting out a song to everyone.
entire song.Respite is found in his beautiful voice and tone.Life revolves around those who can keep inflectionsand tones in a marker of excellent quality.Totally enjoying his performance, writing on a muchhappier note now that he’s sung his best, touchingminds with a perfect pitch.
Second guessing chance, hoping to beat it’s odds and
Nowhere roads leading to starting points in circular directions, never ending in conclusions, never findingany solutions to alter fate’s paths of destiny.Recognizing pictures of yesterday in succession, videosof a sort, reminding us of temporary life followingit’s progression.
Rushing to keep up with beats pounding their way down inner sidewalks, becoming appreciated through time.
Precariously sounding like past memories, climbing walls through yesterday’s canyons.