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I've never experienced reality
like I have at a music festival.
It's like a circus,
a wonderland,
a place for unconventional souls.
It's a world inside a world,
a community of love
mixed with hippies and drugs.
It's not a perfect place,
but it comes pretty close
when you are rolling,
or tripping face.
Down past those dark stairs
Twisting and swirling
Seemingly endlessly
Lies a shadowy empire

An empire not of the world
But of the mind
Kept in check only
By distant thoughts

Dreamed beneath idle moons
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