eye can’t see

The room is dark.  Lights flash by.  A true reenactment, for the very first time.

My eyes are closed, but only on the inside.  I wait for nothing, and watch it arrive.

My cage is empty, except for my lungs.  I breath in, trying to think the beat.

Without rhythm there is no song, and without my heart, I am not young.

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