Face paint, pitch invasions and bubblegum.

[kelifer]

Poetry. That's what it was. I've heard people talk about it before, the passion, the emotion, the joy but I never really knew. But now, well now my mind is changed. One of the most beautiful moments of my life. The tension in the air, the fear, the anger. But then one moment turned it all around. Did it mean more to me because the stakes were higher than for most? I couldn't possibly say. From what I could tell hiding behind my trembling hands every person there wanted it, needed it even. The relief. The realisation. The roar! The jubilation I felt, it seems almost incomparable, yet I shared it with 7000 others at least. Many will undoubtedly be scornful, but what do they know? They weren't there, they didn't have to hold back the tears that I did. They didn't cry those tears. Tears of pure joy. My eyes have been opened to a whole new world. Never did I think it was possible for me to feel all those things at once.Being at the bottom, but feeling on top of the world! Poetry.

What am I talking about?

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