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The Rock Concert


In the shattered light of 15 thousand veiled souls

I found myself standing within the womb of the Universe.

Through its veins and the beat of its pulsing heart

swam the voices of 15 thousand forgotten faces

Forgotten in the dark.

15 thousand blouses,

15 thousand trousers,

knitted through the melody

so that 15 thousand

became one.

“Salvation”, she whispers, “lies not above.”

And “Unity”, she hums,

“Lies far below.”

15 thousand mindless drones.

And she hangs her head down low,

Murmuring the words of which all drones are told:

“I walk Alone,”

....“I walk Alone.”

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