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Trance is emotional, powerful, electronica.
the feeling of being in a trance is when you are not concious in this world, but you are absorbed in something else. (like if you were in a crowded, noisy room but all you hear and see is one thing, you are in a trance.)
just my made up shit.
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
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