Just singing – small stone 12

Tuesday night, singing a sky full of stars.

Listening to harmonies, learning patterns of phrases.

Expanding lungs, and squeezing pelvic floors to reach the heights, we give it our hearts.

We make mistakes, but get lighter the more it gets dark.

Not quite a heavenly view, but we go home happy and hoarse.

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