Festival fun
A shivering army form under the cold grey sky They wait impatiently, chant slowly Long for the sweet flow of music to pour into their ears They squelch in muddy delight Through the field's they have collectively destroyed Propped up against trees as they catch up on sleep The wild summer rain ravishes everything around them
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