Listening to that bubble pop. Pop.
Lights hanging from the rafters.
We’re just dancing non stop.
Flash of brilliance.
Flash of light.
The noise cuts out completely.
Then the beat drops.
The wails come from the living.
The laughter from the dead.
Losing focus. Gaining verve.
The madness of the crowd sends us over the top.
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