Hearts Living In A Prison
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Music causing people to sway side to side, smiles on their faces, hearts beating silently, living in a prison, ribs never letting them escape.
Wanting to, but not able to as music flows enticing rhythms of a heartbeat into another context, but tears filling its chambers within, no swimming able to happen.
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