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MAD SCIENTISTS Their; Un-Living, Living The Created Prowling The Land Survive The Winter While To Figure Was What, Next To Do… —— …A Bride We Watch From Shadow Outside Of Sight And Wait For The Moment When The Time Is Right… Without Letting Them Know We Are Alive We Are The Living Ones Our Smiles Seem Sad Our Time Still Plays Plays Out Like A Long Sad Dirge Muted Songs Of Happiness Echo Through The Ever Like A Single Note Living A Hundred Years And Smiling Through Dark Fears… …We Are The Living Ones —— Wandered Through, A Milling Throng Of People Even If I Had A Map All These People From Different Times, Different Places Different Paths… Still, Did A Few Walks Around The Thundering Of Beautiful Bass Drums A Moving Beat, Of Celtic Being, And Stringed Instruments Perfect Enough To Reach A Meeting With an Overcast Sky; Which It’s Self Was Welcomed Stages Spaced Enough And, Timed Enough To Not Interfere With Each Other; Now Falcon Flight Some Not Trusted As May End Up Many Miles Away Endangered Species Being Brought Back So, Conservation And Education Key, All And All I’d Go Again Into That Madness And Enjoyed The Fire Eater As He Pardoned Himself As It Had Become Time To Grab A Beer MAD SCIENTISTS Their; Un-Living, Living Prowling The Land Survive The Winter As The Living Cannot While To Figure Was What, Next To Do… —— …A Bride