Electricity

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The current sizzles through my veins.

It’s vibration setting of an explosion of colors.

Emotions burning my skin on fire.

What is it that makes you alive?

What makes you forget everything?

What makes you disappear into the now?

What makes you fly?

What makes you electric?

Figure it out.

And do it.

Rick Ellsmore

9.26.17

Oh, do I love this movie!

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