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Anonymous In A Crowd
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Feelings I like going to concerts.
You know why?
You can be with people, yet stay anonymous.
Caught up in the crowd, taken to a whole new plane.
Swept up in the music, it feeds the crowd.
Moving and swaying, everybody as one.
Shouting, singing, stamping their feet.
Everyone acting as one.
A crowd, staying anonymous.
