We're lost inside an exhibition of sound and where ever we dance it's considered sacred ground. On this magical journey, not far from redemption. the struggle is deep, but inside the soul awaits. As we dance to the syncopated rhythms, undefeated and going strong, our spirits still exists, stronger than ever. We carry the torch of those who came before us. Spreading this musical message. We're still dancing. We're still dreaming. We're living proof. A deeper cause, only in the music do we get lost.

Harold71