Somewhere in the music

Where emptied rooms were filled with laughter, one must serenade with the sound of unmet potential. Potentially the heaviest truth, balloons touch the sky with melodic notes of nostalgia. Yet this house party is played in the basement with hunting memories in the background. A voice ringing, a shovel digging for closure; party until the drinks feel numb on the lump in your throat. Party to a different beat to find the answers in the room.

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