"To roar it all out"

Ever had a painful tangle of inextricable knots inside of your stomach? We think we're so strong, but then all of a sudden a word, a happening, our own sensibility puts us to not sleeping, hardly breathing, wishing we were a lion to roar it all out. I think Prokofiev knew this feeling very well when he wrote his Sinfonia Concertante.

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