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This poem is about the band Boston.Free From Misery, Free From DoubtThree shining guitars One mellow bassOne glorious set of drumsOne soundSweet sweet soundBlasting from a black wall of speakersBabies crying Children playingGrown men yelling hoorayFeel the musicBrilliant colors Each person resembles a thread in an exotic patternThis makes up the crowdTheir arms held highLike the lady of greenHold up their torches and scream Because this truly is more than a feelingFeel the music Overwhelming excitement fills the airTriggering headachesBut no one caresFor the midnight Is pierced by shining spotlightsAnd odor of fluid fills the airFeel the musicAnd let yourself free
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