All the crap comes up at the same time. It seems like everything is going wrong what can go wrong. It's like she has to bear up to play the ups again.
Her music gives her the power.
She feels the lowest part of the song. Nothing can pull her down again.
She gets ready for the jump.
She flys.
Everything seems alright again. All the trouble disappeared.
She's got goosebumps on her arms. Her eyes are full of tears.
She's happy.
She did it. She played the ups. ...
Lost in thoughts she plays her guitar ...
I rock'n'dream!
- xoxo Rox
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