do you ever feel like you're submerging yourself into an entirely different culture? that rather than do what you normally do, you find yourself just enthralled by a rhythm. a pulsating beat, a loud bass in the background (although that in itself might be just an oxymoron), or just replaying a single photo in your mind. looking over to the left and seeing a face, and hearing a beat. that's all the photo really is. i feel like my photo album is half empty sometimes- not even. that i've lost too many pictures, not enough in the memory bank.
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