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A tragic cascade of colours,
the last dance of splendid spirits.
An eternally peaceful midnight plunge,
the final dream of the forever dreamer.
A cancerous crease on the caring touch,
the shallow shake of the all loving drum.
A painful play's pinnacle point,
the selfish act of the selfless soul.
The empty howl of a scratched,
overplayed,
black,
record.
