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Science

ScienceĀ 
My head is spinning the music is to loud
A voice answers their is no music
No one's their the rooms empty anger builds up inside the music changes genra and volumeĀ  your arms move off their own record your head throbs stop laughing go away the music gets louder more people laugh your fist slams into the TV shattering it into a thousand pieces as you shrink into a corner listening to your headĀ  theirs no escape

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