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Jan 2023
When you first heard Aretha sing, did you know just what she meant?

Or did you ponder the words, in your mouth.

Cloying.

Stuck to your tongue with cement.

R. E. S. P. E. C. T.

I've got no idea what it means to me.
Searching the universe for answers. Questioning, asking...and up pops Aretha.

I remembered the first time I heard it. She was asking for respect, but what did that mean?

Years later...I'm non the wiser.
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