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Aesthetically speaking music’s a salve to the soul Capturing and lulling someone into a wakeful stupor Releasing and recapturing one’s attention almost intrinsically Owing to its eclectic nature. Sound’s itself a marvel on its own Tastefully quaint Intimate even when it’s absent Cold and warm when it sees fit.
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 7:38 AM UTC
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Aesthetically speaking music’s a salve to the soul Capturing and lulling someone into a wakeful stupor Releasing and recapturing one’s attention almost intrinsically Owing to its eclectic nature. Sound’s itself a marvel on its own Tastefully quaint Intimate even when it’s absent Cold and warm when it sees fit.
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 7:38 AM UTC
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