Luring Minds Into Crippling Thoughts
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Drums stepping high, never setting foot in any of the measures as melodies keep on going, trying to lure minds into crippling thoughts.
Picking them up, dropping them into the mix as everyone steps into the circle on a dance floor, wanting to feel all the vibrations as they come open and fall upon the floor.
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