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DNA and genetics strummed, Note by Note, with memories of how you Danced them, the chosen ones, through childhood, on their own stages of grief and joy. In a cinematic style, for the soundtrack was intended to heighten the emotion, but ended up framing it as well as any photograph. They are now stuck on the stage of so-called postmodernism, despite the dreams being the same as yesteryears. A free festival of colours: Psychedelic, Acidic, Neon and Corporate non-prolific, NEVERLAND, TAKE US! they beg. The courts' reading of this DNA, will grind chords to cash. Are you the parent that hits their child For dancing the steps they themselves had laid out? I' AM INNOCENT The thief proclaims. For notes belong to no one, or the birds would be plucked feather by feather and the whales carved in an Eastern market. A child will copy it's parent. As do the pub stage hopefuls reach for your hands.
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 6:42 AM UTC
Just a sample please.