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Random Poems There's a feeling when the beat hits.
A feeling I greatly love.
Thoughts of the past, present, and future.
Music.
Music.
The intro rolls back.
Here comes the beat.
Chills rising.
The rise...
Hell yeah.
The rise ends, two kicks, amazement.
Head bobbing.
I'm a fucking bobble head.
The tune ends.
The bobbing slows.
New track plays.
Whole different feeling arises.
Very chill feeling.
Bobbing is back with the kick.
I'm not liking this track suddenly.
Skipped a few...
Oh hell yeah.
This track gives me the feels.
Vocals. Beat. Everything.
This is music.
Music.
There's a feeling.
A feeling.
Thoughts...
Music.
Music.
