Instrumentals filling the room, rehearsing notes late at night.
Coursing through every moment of insinuation as life falls for
temptation's sweetened inviting from strangers and friends alike.
Scissoring together, cutting into edges of evenings on Wednesdays.
Giving respite on the hump day in the middle of the week.
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