The music was my only. It woke me up from my eternal slumber and brought me into the open air. I stared down at the black top from the top of the world to watch it glisten like snowflakes. I kept my legs tense and the rest of my body would freeze every time the wind blew because I was afraid of slipping over the edge and connecting with the gravel awaiting my sudden arrival. Usually the thrill would surge through me and not linger like a rock in the pit of my stomach, but today it was much to peaceful to want to become one with the cement. In stead I watched the puffy white roll across the sky and cast shadows over the other skyscrapers. The breeze blew by bringing in the smell of fresh air with hints of pollen. Oh how I could stay here forever.
A Static Sensation Community Member 
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