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blood-red skies shift, tremble
crumble
before vaporized eyes
and rasping, gravel voices

thunderstorm leaps
from ear to ear
strikes the heart, to skip a beat
(to the beat; the Beat…),
settles
in the pit
to jump,
infect,
assimilate.

what a tale;
what a world
can be conquered
by the lifeblood
that is music.

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