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Nov 2012
Swinging waves of silent frequencies,
Traveled apparition over the festival,
The tremendous dot dot dot of apathy,
Everyone let go for that moment,
No one cared for the naked mortal flesh,
We all let loose something monstrous,
Something unique, dangerous and wonderful,
It became legend,
Always remembered in eye pieces,
Reality as the outside knew it,
Was a sick joke to us,
We’d witnessed a precipice of beauty,
From the serenity and delicacy of human compassion,
The grand leviathan we’d help create,
Something else entirely was found,
Blasted off into the cool, resounding night.
Wack Tastic
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