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My soul flutters. 
My heart,
I feel,
Is not in my body anymore.
My eyes see nothing. 
My body feels nothing. 
My stomach is jumping. 
Time stopped. 
My breath is gone. 
My thoughts are gone. 
And now,
The song is finished.
I revive.  
And fall back into my seat, 
Wishing to replay the song. 
I feel ready to cry,
Cry with no tears. 
My soul was just touched.
Now I know,
What people mean,
When they say that their souls were tingling. 
Now I know,
What people mean,
When they say that they want time to stop forever. 
I want to stay with that moment, forever.