Rebellion Period. 2023 August #009. The beat begins, our bodies ensnared. In rapturous joy, with each measure birthed. A hint of danger, a challenger. Unchained now, the inner rebel. An opposition to all laws, hard-honed codes. And orders, dismissed like a long forgotten creed. A blazing intensity burning up the void. The music our anthem; loud and proud we proceed. We leap and dance into the night, a belonging new-found. Ephemeral sights, a battle waged and won. Our colors held high, vibrancy unquestionable. Stories unveiled through diversity undenied. A merging of souls, far surpassing our individual plight. Hope born anew, coming.
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