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Down by the river. His life had become perpetually incomplete, there was always some thing missing, 73 percent of the population were involved in some form of recall stabilisation program to compensate for unquantifiable consciousness anomalies unlike most people, he new exactly where to find the answers. For fourteen years he＇d lived and worked inside the Euronic layer, outside the mandalay belt, some six hundred miles from the source. （Who do you believe?） He＇d always know the forbidden zone had been just that, forbidden, and yet he could contain his curiosity no longer, there would be no more internalised debates, the decision had been made, he would enter the forbidden zone. I know you＇ll say that your time here is short and you＇ll pay you wait all day for the chance to arrive it＇s too late by the time I arrive here ready to begin I will I will. I＇m on my own! I＇m on my. （Who do you believe?） What he witnessed from the edge of the escarpment was incomprehensible and yet it made perfect sense. A euphoric wave rushed through his mind effecting every thought and emotion he had ever experienced a thousand realisations so perplexing they tore at the fabric of consciousness itself, it was a reality that could not possibly exist, the fight for his mind had begun. I know you＇ll say that your time here is short and you＇ll pay you wait all day for the chance to arrive it＇s too late by the time I arrive here ready to begin I will, I will, （etc.） （stay!） I＇m on my own （I am always on my own） I＇m on my （x4） You are on your own again, You are on your own again You are on, You are on your own again, killing time. You are on your own again, killing time. I＇m on my own （I am always on my own） I＇m on my, （x4） I＇m on my own （I am always on my own） （shelter yourselves against the mass parade） I＇m on my, （shelter yourselves against the masquerade）