Alive

 

The music pulses

The hands wave

The feet jump

The heart soars

He closes his eyes

letting go of the past

She closes her eyes

embracing the future

Thousands in the crowd

For thousands of different reasons

Thousands of different minds

Dancing to the beat of the same song

In the same place

Making them feel

Alive

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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