I feel the music
Rising through my body.
The beats,
Giving my movements
A whole new sound.
The dancing, so strange,
Emotional bodies raging all around.
A beautiful mess
In a black filled spectrum.
My being enveloped,
In a wonderous array of pugnent scents.
Race, color, gender, beliefs
Are non-existant in a sweaty heat.
For I finally found my home,
In the heart of a mosh pit.

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