24.04.13

flying too high

For a little moment, a second or a half, a world around me dissapears into nothing. As a person that I am, I change from what you know of me.  If you look deep enough you can notice how world slowly dissolves, it turns into useless pieces. I start feeling that magical rush running through my body, I become lighter than the feather of a bird. If you cannot see, it means you've never been there. For a little moment I sway into music so deep that it feels I'll never get out. I hear every note of the melody,  it becomes a part of me. For a second or a half I for myself become real. I become perfect. My little mind only then can start believing that everything is possible.

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