It seems at a young age. I saw.
That music is something I could grasp.
Something that is endless.
Unlike our human body.
It's passed down.
From generation to generation.
Always changing with the times.
Always morphing for the agenda.
Underground lies the true talent.
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
It seems at a young age. I saw.
That music is something I could grasp.
Something that is endless.
Unlike our human body.
It's passed down.
From generation to generation.
Always changing with the times.
Always morphing for the agenda.
Underground lies the true talent.
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