Anima ★★★½

Establishment's cold, but the gaze is warm. To be a body and a cog in the machine only to find freedom in the dance between twos. One look and the world falls away, the racket simmers. The digital key repeats in the most gentle dawn chorus, an electronic chirp falling in spiral patterns. If you could it all again, how would you? With the monotony of following the crowd, or with the most delicate touch, the sign that you've found someone to have among the synth beat? Individuality, to be one person outside of the crowd. Circuit board harmonies.

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