How do you fight it?

How do you stand still whenever you feel every beat of that sweet melody as you’re walking down the street?
How do you make yourself oblivious to your need of capturing the way the last glimpses of the sun lighly illuminate the city on your way back home?
How do you make yourself stop when singing is the only way in which you can vent?
How do you hold the urge of letting it all out on the empty canvas in front of you?

How do you fight what makes you feel alive?

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