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I had a dream last night where I was struggling against a husband and wife team of despotic sorcerers who existed in a very high tower (think the Burj Khalifa). After many scenes (lifetimes) of encounters, I broke through their spell which culminated in my body falling through a huge glass window in their tower and landing onto the earth below into a village community. The final scene was of an old man cared for by a vibrant but impoverished community whose last day had come. He ate his final meal with the group as they cried and cherished his being. This short track was composed this morning after I awoke from this very powerful dream.

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