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Thank You, Dancing Girl!

Ever one very whity Latin girl as golden butterfly from old continent was following me, and flew to me, so suddenly. 


I used to chase many girls, but I always missed to catch their mind, never getting even one tiny love, except so impulsive meetings at nights or so.


With an encounter to you, I'd gotten to know human's warmth, for the first time.
Now world is on a mode nearly denies all romantic mood. Very many ones are scared to infection from the other ones, all romantic night was completely deleted, though truly night is so long for spending so romatically, and so easily.


City lights have become so rare. Now night is only for sleeping  so officially, like a child.


But, probably so smart ones must make their so magnificiently cool nighttime.


My lonely life came again after the night with you, dancing girl from the old continent.


Night has so assorted moods, jazzy swinging night, fusionistic lightly rhythmic night, Samba dancing beat night, Rappers' skipping tweeting beatific night, but I select bluesy night, when I am gloomy, but after solving its lament, I switch my feeling into skipping dancing beat and action like capoeira, for coordinating mind rhythm for fighting everything threatens me, occasionally break dance and Rap lyrical idea and sentence chain, or so would be taken into my choice, you know!


SHAKATAK's lightly sophisticated city ambient associating beat and fusionistic elegance driving us so sleepless, suddenly wanting to buy something at convenient store, in the middle of night, at you-tube listening tempted AI guy's choice as guiding me to Diana Krall, ( How so well AI guy knows my favor, does he? ) her elegant beautifully sliding of her hands and fingers on the keyboard, with her voicing which brought me about roaming in downtown zone of capital city, night cooler breeze is felt at my hands and neck skin, being readied for welcoming daybreak, for the ones who can easily evade close approaching to the other ones, night is still so long for especially half insomniac guys, thinking of younger generation ones having no fear to be infected virus but preoccupation to meet and love their partner, half having pitty, and half having envying, that is so necessary.


Hey, virus, you neither can sleep at this night, can you? But I'm always alone by myself, then, I'd never be infected from anybody, then tonight, how about talking about our future with me?


Ms. Corona, I want to use my smartphone for talking to you, so directly for the present, then please react me only to my address, only through checking soft, if you are here, for knowing infectious route, installed not only at mine but also at any another one's smartphone, I'll send you my some opinion to you, by the way, how can I talk to you, at anytime I want to communicate with you, Ms. Corona! 


(Aug. 2nd. 2020)