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Keeping her in my heart and mind so tightly bound restricts how much I (represented by spectral oscillation) can fluctuate, flow, reach the natural peaks or valleys and then recover. My sound is in one range frequency ignoring the warmth of the high and depth of the low ignoring the bass. My music is dosed in silence. I must elongate my spectrum amplify my wave pattern. Don't hate the instrument Remove the gum from the frets. I am strumming something I don't know how to get music from. Vibrating is never wrong.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 10:57 PM UTC
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Keeping her in my heart and mind so tightly bound restricts how much I (represented by spectral oscillation) can fluctuate, flow, reach the natural peaks or valleys and then recover. My sound is in one range frequency ignoring the warmth of the high and depth of the low ignoring the bass. My music is dosed in silence. I must elongate my spectrum amplify my wave pattern. Don't hate the instrument Remove the gum from the frets. I am strumming something I don't know how to get music from. Vibrating is never wrong.
surrationality
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 10:57 PM UTC
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