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Voice of the Light Bringers I

Mr. Jones.
Why did you leave?
Mr. Jones? 
Why did you have to go?
Under chrome and glass, 
through the fire we dance
Dance, the rhythm of an age, 
dance the blues its
Hues run in time. 
Sliver traces arc of light. 
Refrain.
Images refract in mirrored spheres. 
Why? 
Gone so soon! 
Where did you go?
Deep glasses spark under the dark star
Aglow with fame, fame, fame.
Let star dust cover you, cover you, your eminence.
In time, we all leave for nights Plutonian Shores…
But, you have gone before. 
Adrift in bleakest of night,
Heavens engines hums.
We will see you some Sunny day.
As we race along to you rhythm cascades
To infinity’s sands, we cast 
To hear the voice of the light bringers…
Your songs of creations, last!
Why did you go?
So fast
Mr. Jones? 
Mr. Jones...…

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