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How interesting life is based on the life of the past... and how interesting life is based on the sounds that is received in the brain... i remember so fondly the music of my past... the history involved from the stories heard... from the ideas brought to reality... from a moment of equality... where the playing field wasn't only leveled but actually made a reality... when the stories heard from the vinyl that spun was a story lived and felt in the gut... when the pictures painted from the cord that was played was not only what was felt at the core... when the beat struck with a beat that pounded hard... when the floor sang songs heard as the deaf listen for the first time... where did the sound begin in your life... was it in sadness... in joy...was it melancholy... or was it a love... the first... or the best... the worst... or the end of time... when did your heart begin to feel... the honesty of a tune that still resonates within you... do you still hear that passion... have you seen the path to which your travels fulfill... are you still listening boys and girls... music is truth... a flavor palatable when heard... can you still taste what once was... is your passion with you still... taste and see... live and hear... open your eyes to the voice of your hearing my friends... music... music... sounds of life... what you hear may be all you ever know...

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