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Silly goosewilly things that make days turn into osmotic nights and vice versa. For most part, this is balderdash that only makes sense to me. May those of you who tread past and understand not a thing, rest in peace.
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...and all in the higher registers, if this seven-line staff of yours has a treble clef along it somewhere...
Oh, yes..and I wonder how it'll sound.
Like blackbirds singing!
that song has gotten me thru the toughest times in my life
hi...how you been??
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