Sometimes I hear the music
And feel the violent temptation of reverberant oscillation
as the symptoms increase
and I revel in the disease.
Oh the midnight magic of fantasy
The exorbitant limits to ecstasy
And lastly the feeling of company
While I float on the emptiness of kindred sea.
Lest my thoughts overwhelm me
I chase ghosts in forever's breeze.
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