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Aug 22
At the Boom Town fair,
A gathering of wreck heads,
Come together once a year,
So warm, so welcoming,
No need to think twice,
Flaunting our ensembles in a fool’s paradise
The Boomtown family grows,

The screams,
The shouts,
The craziness thrives amongst the crowds,
Marching through the 12 feet towns,
Canoodling through the amusement of spontaneous shows,
Exploding our twisted minds,
Unravelling away from reality,

Dancing in the rain as Gogel Bodello flourishes the town centre stage,
Blisters are growing as we pounce to the gypsy beats in Old Square,
Stomping and head banging as Death ****** screams into their mic,
A paradise of Psychedelic forest, Forbidden Woods and Concrete jungles across the land,

A field of vision of flashing lights,
A heavy feeling of fight or flight,
A co-dependency on our friends,
Crystal clear beams wonder across night sky,
Our minds our blown as we are in the centre of the Nucleus stage
Our hearts beat faster as we demolish the dance floor
Grasping onto each other’s experience and feasting for more
GraciexJones
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GraciexJones  26/F/UK
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